CHAPTER 610: A CONFIRMED DEATH

"Sweet goddess!" Silas gasped the moment he caught up with me.

I simply looked down at the body of the boy who had, all of a sudden, for no reason, killed himself.

The boy’s body was limp in my arms, and for a moment, no one around me moved.

Neither did I.

The potent smell of blood stung in the air and suffocated the entire atmosphere

My fingers trembled as I looked down at the boy in my arms.

His throat had been expertly slit with such precision that you would think he was skilled in slitting throats.

A fatal cut.

When he had pulled out his knife, I had expected him to attempt to kill me.

His wolf, I could sense, had been dead on impact with the blade.

Why had he just killed himself?

The moment he had seen me, he had taken to his heels.

I looked into his eyes, which were still wide open and yet dead.

Something was definitely wrong.

"Sweet goddess," Silas repeated behind me.

I heard David finally catch up with me behind, and he came to an abrupt stop.

I gently set the boy’s body down on the floor.

"He killed himself," David said in disbelief.

"Doesn’t make any sense that he would do that."

"Unless," I said, slowly rising to my feet. "He knew that I had caught him. The moment he saw me, he took to his feet and fled."

Some wolves gathered, and Silas nodded the go-ahead for them to take his body.

As they lifted his body to go, I distinctly smelled.

Something was off.

"Hold on," I instructed, stopping the men from taking the boy.

My eyes caught his elbow, where there was an almost invisible patch.

"Look at this," I said to David and Silas.

They approached closer, and soon we were all looking down at his little arms.

"Can you perceive that?" I asked, hoping I wasn’t the only one imagining it.

"Magic," David said.

I let go of his arm, and they took his body away while the three of us remained standing.

How was it that just when I could have gotten information, he had killed himself?

The exact moment.

"I guess we know who sent the false letter now, don’t we?" Silas said as he folded his arms

But David didn’t seem to support the entire conversation.

He shook his head.

"I’ve known him for a while now." Davis cleared his throat. "He was one of my best students. No, something is wrong."

My own anger was that my path to finding out who had sent the falsified letter was now gone.

And most likely, any leads to who had sent him were gone as well.

I swore as I set my hands on my waist and paced around.

"Don’t worry," Silas said, touching my shoulder. "We would find out soon enough. Nothing can remain hidden for long. Especially not when I head this pack."

"But this happened under your own nose," I said, exasperating my nostril flaring. "A letter that you sent to me was switched and falsified. And because of that letter, I made a terrible judgment that I’ll never forgive myself for!"

The entire space was quiet.

I massaged my temples and tried to control my rage.

In all earnest, the realization that Jasmine had been set up hit me harder than I expected it to.

I felt myself being overwhelmed and suffocated by the guilt.

Anna had a hand in all of this!

I just wanted to have the hard proof.

I wanted to get to the bottom of the entire scandal once and for all.

"Xaden, I have no way to even apologize to you for what has happened," Silas said, bowing down to the ground. "It’s all my fault, and you can find whatever punishment you believe I deserve. I will take it with respect and regret."

I knew that it wasn’t directly Silas’s fault, but I wanted to pour my anger on someone.

The guilt that something like this had happened in the first place was eating me up.

Seeing Silas readily take the mistake even though it wasn’t really his fault made me feel guilty.

Again.

Here, he was ready to take the blame, even when I was trying to shift my own guilt onto someone else.

"It’s fine, Silas. Moreover, it’s possible they changed it after you sent the letter. How were you to even know?" I asked.

Silas nodded even though I could still see the guilt lingering in his eyes.

David snapped his fingers instantly.

"That’s it!" David said, jolting us back to reality. "I wondered what that mark was. Tried so hard to think where I had seen it before." He began. "Back home. We had had small experiences with these. They were rare, but it happened. That patch is a fealty bond."

"A fealty bond?" Silas asked with a cocked brow. "I thought things like that don’t exist anymore."

"Apparently not," I mumbled.

A fealty bond was a bond that a wolf could make with another.

They were tied to never expose a particular secret.

If they did attempt to or were close being caught, then the one who swore to the bond would kill himself.

That made so much sense why he had killed himself.

"If he made a bond then it kickstarted the moment he saw Alpha Xaden." David said. "He didn’t have a chance he would have alway died one way or the other."

Rain from nowhere began to pour heavily on us.

There was a loud thunder strike and I became drenched.

"We should go." Silas said.

We headed back toward the training grounds where Usher’s co trainee’s still stood under the heavy rain.

"All of you! Go back to your rooms!" David snapped at the boys.

But they remained put refusing to move a muscle.

"They are mourning their friend." Silas explained and we left the group of teenage boys huddled together in solidarity.