Page 5 of The Silver Pact


Font Size:  

“I need to ask you a favour,” Onyx says quietly. Her slate eyes look watery, and her hair is elegantly coiled. She looks like a million dollars and not at all like her twin.

“No,” I snap before she can continue. “I’m sick of doing you favours, Onyx. Go away.”

Quint casts me an amused look, knowing I have no intention of honoring that statement. I’ll fold like a deck of cards, especially if it has anything to do with Silver.

“She’s got no one else. You’re the only people she interacts with outside of the Refuge.”

I growl. I don’t want to help Silver because Onyx asked. Instead, I want to help her because I want to help her.

“She had scent matches. Jenny told me in the report I got. She found her pack. I thought you should know that.”

Strangely, that upsets me deeply. So, I’m short and rude when I say, “She did? Where are they? Didn’t they want her?”

“They died.” The bitter words slither through me, making me feel ill. “It was a car accident, years before the first Omega Meet. She found out two and a half years ago, and as far as we know, she hasn’t told a soul. Silver won’t get a pack or a happy ending, not like mine. I hate that for her.”

I rock back on my heels. “We aren’t her pack,” I snarl defensively. “Our scent match has already found and rejected us.”

“No, you aren’t scent matches, but you could be friends. You, of all people, would understand how she’s feeling. Silver’s not a bad person. I can’t explain it. When we were kids, we were like you two. Our family changed her, our neighbourhood changed her. She’s got a good heart, she always has. She just got lost along the way.”

“You’re awfully kind to someone who is refusing to see you.”

Onyx shrugs one shoulder. She is a pale reflection of her sister. I hate to admit that, but I’ve always felt it. Onyx is pretty, but Silver is beautiful. Even in her sadness, she exudes great beauty.

“She’s got to have her reasons, and who am I to guide her life’s journey? Have you met Jade? She was at the first Omega Meet. She had long hair and wore dresses that covered her from head to toes. Jade was too scared to speak out. She changed,” Onyx says stubbornly.

“Jade is different,” Quint growls.

“How so?”

“Because Jade is Jade. She was hurt, and she fought. Silver didn’t fight. She tried to steal.”

“How do you know she isn’t fighting in the only way she knows how?” Onyx asks quietly.

I return my eyes to the omega, who forces a trembling smile to her lips and hands out another bag.

“She doesn’t deserve you,” Quint says to Onyx.

“Maybe. Or maybe the things I’ve heard, recently…maybe I didn’t do as good a job protecting her as I intended.”

I snap my head around to Onyx, but her eyes are filled with pain. I don’t dare ask, not here.

“She’s got no one and nowhere to go. I’m just asking you to reach out and make sure she’s okay if you cross paths.”

“Onyx-”

“Thanks, West. Quint.”

She fades back, moving into the arms of her alpha. Falcon Treyfield gives us one of his trademark glares. I don’t take it to heart. The dude has a stick up his ass.

I turn back in time to see Silver slip out from behind the table and walk towards the exit.

“Where are you going?” Quint snarls.

“I’m going to make sure she’s okay,” I say to my twin and lift my hand.

“Weston!”

I ignore my brother and push my way through the crowds. By the time I get onto the street, I can’t see her anywhere.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like