Chapter 17. Mates to Slaves

Rihanna’s POV

A Lycan Wolf. Did such still exist, or was this Delta just spitting crap to get released? I asked him again.

“Red Moon wants to trade me for a Lycan Wolf?”

He nodded. “The Alpha King knows you are the last Silver Wolf and would want to keep you alive. Lycans are rare too, so you’d be traded.”

A scoff escaped my lips. How'd they trade Lycans—the most dangerous wolves in the world—with a Silver Werewolf that was for a prophecy?

Or again, everyone had indeed forgotten about the prophecy. Them keeping me alive was just for the importance of it.

“But Black Rose doesn’t want that!” Jonah interjected. “We don’t support trading you for the Lycan.”

“And only because you guys don’t want Red Moon to win, not because you have my safety at heart,” I interrupted him.

He hesitated but agreed. “Yes, but don’t blame us. You haven’t really been friendly.”

I slapped my hand on my thigh, biting my lips. One thing was,