Chapter 802
Rosetta:
It was so annoying, watching this man fight not only my father but then come out and talk like he was the biggest hero.
There were a few things he said that did make sense. He was a lycan.
How the hell did humans overpower him so easily? Or maybe it was because they had a lot of weapons?
Because, well, I had heard before that humans had prepared weapons they could use if werewolves ever attacked them.
Did that much destruction really happen while they were casting him out?
Or was he telling the truth? Did he really just leave everything behind because he didn’t want to fight back?
And then there was Lady Eugenia.
She had sat between us, but she kept snapping her head toward me, constantly demanding eye contact.
I hadn’t turned toward her once. I was already going through a plethora of emotions. How the heck did my father come here? Why would he do that? He never did that. He must have been lured here. There was no other way.
And my mother had done it. I was one hundred percent sure. I just didn’t know how to prove it yet.
Anxiety filled my heart because the last time I saw him, the lycan had seriously injured him.
“Is it true that you can cure our children?” another woman called out.
My head snapped up. I finally turned to look at Sawyer but instead met my mother’s gaze. She was watching me without blinking.
“It is true,” he replied confidently.
“Would you like me to tell you how you plan to do that?”
That was it. I had let him speak, and now he thought the world was his playground, his stage. He’d been talking nonstop.
Somebody had to intervene.
He turned in his seat and slowly gestured for Lady Eugenia to move out of the way.
As she leaned back, my eyes met Sawyer’s cold gaze.
I had noticed him staring at me intensely.
It was the same look people gave me when they recognized how much I resembled Madeline, so I could tell he was noticing the similarities as well.
“I will. But what if I tell you that the answer lies in killing that monster?”
The minute Sawyer pointed toward the air, my heart sank in my chest. Everybody else gasped.
“Well, from time to time, many people have tried to kill the monster. It has never ended well,” a woman from the crowd remarked, making me force a sad expression and nod.
“Well, that is true. And these are two different matters. If we just let the monster do its thing, it will be fine,” I responded shakily.
I watched the people agree with me. However, Sawyer only tilted his head.
“Why? Why would you let a monster who has clearly killed many of you before just wander and hover around you people?” he challenged.
I turned to look behind me, where a row of seats was occupied by Byron, Ron, Yuvonne, and Nala.
“Because, like I said, fighting him has gotten many people killed,” I replied, this time more confidently.
“Well, that is because no proper plan was made previously. This time, you saw him bleed,” Sawyer countered, once again pointing toward the air.
“Well, what about the children? How can you cure them?” I pressed, changing the subject to the children.
The crowd immediately nodded.
“I told you, I will deal with both I
things. Just give me a week. And I promise you all, I will not let you live in fear of some monster, unable to go outside at midnight and forced to hide in your houses. That willnot happen. And none of the children will ever have to suffer again.”
Sawyer was making promises with complete confidence. And all I could think about was my father.
After everything he had gone through, he was not going to die at the hands of another monster.
“Well, I would expect you to first tell me what you’re going to do and focus on the children,” I insisted sternly, straightening my posture in my seat.
“Isn’t that crazy?” Sawyer continued, causing me to snap my head back toward him. “Your council leader seems to be way more worried about the monster than anybody else.”
That comment slipped from his mouth and struck me straight in the heart.
I didn’t even look toward the crowd, afraid of how they would respond to it.
“In fact, isn’t it odd how you were keeping Yuyanne all this time? Why didn’t you tell your people? I mean these people were being accused of killing alphas wife, and that is an
why Madeline wasn’t helping them. Why did you do that?”
Sawyer left me speechless.
My head snapped toward the people, and I watched them slowly begin whispering
to each other.
“I had my reasons, and that is not why Madeline didn’t help them. And by the way-“
I cleared my throat.
“Because Yuvonne’s life was in
danger, and if she had let anyone know, whoever wanted to kill her would have come for her,” Byron interjected in
e swift move gently
pushing me out of the me out of the way so he
could look straight at Sawyer.
“As for resolving all the problems, sure, you can do that, but you will have to talk to them. Talk to the council leader first. You cannot just come here and make claims as
if you are the leader. You have to prove yourself first.”
Byron’s loud voice made the crowd murmur even louder.
“But he is helping us,” someone protested.
Byron raised his hand to silence them, not breaking eye contact with Sawyer.
“As you all remember, there was another person who strongly claimed that she
could help.”
He mentioned Silver, and slowly, everybody started to settle down.
I noticed Sawyer jolt slightly.
Byron hit him right where it hurt.