Chapter 55 - The Rejected Goddess

Emma POV

I feel so sore. That is the only thing I have been thinking since I woke up, yet I cannot stop the smile that spreads across my face. When I was rejected five years ago I never thought that I would have another chance at happiness. It didn’t mean that I didn’t hope when I came back that I wouldn't have the chance, more just that I was not expecting it.

So yesterday when we woke up Alpha Inga decided that since we had mated, I was to stay in his room for the whole day. He cancelled all of his pack meetings and we literally spent the whole day butt naked.

While it was fun, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself, I am also very sore now.

“Here babe, this will help.” I look up as Alpha Inga walks towards me and picks me up bridal style, causing warmth to flood through my whole body.

How did I not notice he wasn’t beside me? I think to myself.

Alpha Inga carries me into his ensuite and the thoughts of what we did in here yesterday flood through my mind and causes my core to moisten.

“Keep it clean babe, or we won’t be leaving this room again today.” He growls at me, smirking as he lowers me into a nice hot bath. The bath is hot and full of bubbles, the moment the water touches my skin the pain lessens and is replaced with warmth.

I spend a while just soaking in the bath before I finally scrub and get out.

“Come on babe, we have a meeting to get too.” Alpha Inga calls from the other side after a while.

I sigh, slowly standing up and wrapping a towel around myself and pull out the plug to drain the water. While the bath drains, I quickly put on the underwear that Alpha Inga must have put in here earlier for me.

“Coming.” I say, opening the door wearing only a towel and my underwear.

“Oh, damn baby.” Alpha Inga says, taking a sharp intake of breath.

“Behave.” I jokingly chide.

“But you just look so delicious.” He says, grabbing my waist and pulling me to him.

I wrap my arms around him and we kiss deeply, the kiss getting more and more heated with each passing second. Just before I need to breath, Alpha Inga steps back and looks at me longingly.

“I’ll go on ahead otherwise neither of us will be leaving here today, come when you are ready.” Alpha Inga says, kissing me before he walks out of the door. I smile and grab some clothes I brought from my home yesterday.

I put on light make up to go with the black office dress I have put on with black heels. I am in my feminine mood today.

I leave the room once I am happy with the look, simply yet nice. I walk down the hall and towards Alpha Ingas office.

After the last two days and the fun I have been having with my mate, it is now back to the grindstone

I walk into the room, and I am introduced to the new faces. There is me, Alpha Inga, Beta Edward, Gamma Percy and head warrior Bart. The last does not seem that pleased to meet me, and I must admit the feeling is mutual. There is something about Bart that I don’t like, what and why I don’t not know but he is not someone I would want to come across in a dark alley. Then again, I guess that comes with the territory with being a head warrior in a pack.

We spend an hour just reading the documents that Gamma Percy has prepared for us, the worrying thing is that there have been two other packs that have simply disappeared. That makes five packs all together, and the alarming thing is that they too just disappeared off the face of the earth and no one remembers them.

That is rather worrying, it also adds more weight to my theory that I have been working on. I started on the theory when I heard about the Blue Moon pack disappearing and no one being found. Not even a survivor, or the bodies of warriors.

“I think we need to take another look at the locations of the missing packs. Inga, do you have any warriors that you could spare for a few missions?” I ask, turning my attention to my very hot mate.

Alpha Inga shakes his head. “No, but we have some warriors to spare baby. What do you need them for?”

“Well, I want them to split into five groups and each go and explore the pack lands that belong to the five missing packs.” I say.

“All of them?” Gamma Percy asks.

“Yes, and thoroughly.” I say to which Gamma Percy nods and leaves to carry out my instructions.

“How dare you address Alpha Inga so rudely, who do you think you are?” Head warrior Bart growls at me.

“I am Goddess Emma, what has that got to do with you?” I retort, looking him square in the eyes.

Bart looks a bit taken back for a second, before he goes to speak.

“And she is my mate, your destined Luna. Now what the hell is your problem?” Alpha Inga growls before Bart can respond to me.

Bart bows. “I am sorry Alpha.” He says.

“What do you expect to find?” Beta Edward asks, trying to change the topic.

“If I am correct, then nothing. There will be nothing there to find.” I reply.

“Why send them then if there is nothing to find?”

“I want to make sure, if there is a sign of a struggle then my theory is wrong. But if there is nothing then my theory holds some weight.”

“What is your theory?” Beta Edward asks, the curiosity in his eyes blazing.

“My theory is that the rogues are not rogues at all.” I start.

“How is that possible? I understand you are a goddess but that is just stupid, the kind of thing you expect from an immature girl.” Alpha Ingas head warrior Bart says, making me look at him sharply.

“If you shut up and listen before butting in then you would hear my explanation.” I angrily retort.

To which Bart just huffs and crosses his arms over his chest.

“Idiot.” I mutter before I continue. “As I was saying, what if the rogues are not rogues at all? What if they are members of the packs that have been destroyed? It would explain why there are no bodies, orphans or signs of a struggle.” I propose to the room.

“How would they be able to do that?” Beta Edward asks, clearly thinking deeply about my suggestion.

“Same way as how we think they got the Blue Moon pack. They had a mole. How and why I do not know, but it would explain how the rogues suddenly formed a pack, how they are able to live in a pack like environment and how they are able to fight so well so quickly.” I say.

“It would also explain why most of the time the wolves look clean and healthy, not weak and dirty like normal wolves do. They don’t even really fight us when they attack, they just make it look like they are. And their strategies are way to advanced for rogues. It is worrying that the theory makes sense, but how would the leader control all five packs?” Beta Edward asks.

“By using their mates and pups of course. Plus keeping their alphas and Lunas weak. The leaders to the five packs have to still be alive otherwise no one would be able to control them as they could use the severing of their leaders to leave the pack. But by controlling the pack leaders then whoever is behind this can control the packs.” I reply.

“It has some weight behind it, and it would make sense.” Bart says. “I apologise for speaking out of turn Goddess. Please forgive me.” Bart bows at me.

“Its ok. But it is not me you need to placate.” I say, indicating Alpha Inga who is fuming beside me at Bart.

I look at the documents in front of us and sigh. I hope I am wrong; I really want to be wrong for the sake of those five packs. But something tells me I am not.

And that means one thing: we will have one hell of a fight on our hands in the not-so-distant future if we don’t get ahead of the game soon.