The Divine Lycan

Chapter 4

The morning sun broke through the trees, casting long, golden rays across the Silver Blood Moon pack’s territory. The settlement slowly came to life, with pack members emerging from their homes, ready to start the day. But in the stone building on the edge of the settlement, there was little warmth or light to greet the rogue prisoner.

Selene had been awake since dawn, her thoughts circling around the rogue and the questions he refused to answer. She knew she couldn’t allow herself to be distracted by him, not when she had the entire pack depending on her. But the resemblance, the mystery—it gnawed at her, demanding her attention.

She walked with purpose towards the stone building, her mind set on breaking through the rogue’s defenses. Today, she would establish her dominance, ensure he knew who was in control. She was the alpha, and no one defied her without consequence.

As she entered the building, the cool, damp air greeted her once again. The rogue was still chained to the wall, his head resting against the cold stone, eyes closed. He looked like he hadn’t slept, his face pale, dark circles under his eyes. But as she approached, his eyes opened, and she saw that familiar glint of defiance.

Selene didn’t speak immediately. Instead, she took a moment to assess him, to let the silence stretch between them like a taut wire. The rogue stared back, his gaze unwavering, though she could see the weariness behind his bravado.

Finally, she broke the silence. “You haven’t answered my questions,” she said, her voice steady but firm. “And you know as well as I do that this can’t go on forever.”

The rogue didn’t respond, his expression unreadable.

Selene took a step closer, her presence commanding. “I’ve been more than patient, but that ends now. You will tell me who you are and why you look like the one who betrayed me.”

He met her gaze with a mixture of stubbornness and something else—something she couldn’t quite place. “And if I don’t?”

Selene’s eyes narrowed. “Then you’ll learn what happens to those who defy me.”

The rogue’s lips quirked into a faint, humorless smile. “You can’t force me to remember what I don’t know.”

She wasn’t sure if he was lying or if he truly believed what he was saying, but it didn’t matter. She needed answers, and she was willing to do whatever it took to get them. Without warning, she reached out and grabbed the chain connecting his wrist cuffs, pulling it tight and forcing him to stand.

The rogue winced but made no sound, his eyes locking onto hers with a fierce intensity. Selene felt a surge of frustration—he wasn’t giving her anything, no fear, no submission. It was as if he thrived on her attempts to break him.

“You think you’re strong,” Selene said, her voice low and dangerous. “But strength isn’t just about resisting. It’s about knowing when to yield.”

The rogue’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing. His silence was infuriating, and she could feel her control slipping. She needed to regain it, needed to show him that she was not to be trifled with.

“You don’t understand what you’re dealing with,” she continued, her grip tightening on the chain. “I could end this right now, and there’s nothing you could do to stop me.”

For a moment, the rogue’s eyes softened, and he looked almost… sad. But the moment passed quickly, replaced by the same defiant resolve. “Then do it.”

Selene’s breath caught in her throat. His words were a challenge, a dare to see how far she was willing to go. She could feel the tension crackling between them, an electric charge that threatened to explode at any moment.

But instead of acting on her anger, she released the chain and stepped back, her eyes never leaving his. She needed to control the situation, and that meant controlling herself as well. This rogue wanted to push her to the edge, wanted to see if she would break. But she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.

“You think you can provoke me,” she said, her voice calmer now, more measured. “But I’m not like you. I don’t act on impulse.”

The rogue didn’t respond, but she could see the wheels turning in his mind. He was trying to figure her out, just as she was trying to figure him out.

“You will tell me what I want to know,” Selene continued, her tone leaving no room for doubt. “Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but eventually, you will break.”

The rogue’s eyes flashed with anger, and for the first time, she saw a c***k in his composure. He pulled against the chains, his muscles straining, but the iron held fast. “I won’t give you anything,” he growled, his voice rough with emotion.

Selene felt a thrill of satisfaction—she had finally gotten a reaction from him. “We’ll see,” she said softly.

She turned to leave, but as she reached the door, she paused and looked back at him. “You can resist all you want, but it won’t change the outcome. I always get what I want.”

With that, she left the room, the heavy door closing behind her with a resounding thud. She could feel the tension still thrumming through her veins, the adrenaline making her heart race. This rogue was testing her in ways she hadn’t anticipated, pushing her to confront emotions she thought she had buried long ago.

But she was the alpha. She couldn’t let herself be swayed by feelings of anger, pain, or confusion. She needed to stay focused, to remember that her duty was to the pack above all else. And right now, that duty meant breaking the rogue’s will and uncovering the truth.

As she walked back to her quarters, the cool morning air helped to clear her mind. She knew this was only the beginning of a long and difficult process, but she was determined to see it through. The rogue’s resemblance to her former mate was too striking to be a coincidence, and she needed to know why.

But as much as she tried to focus on the task at hand, she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something deeper at play—something that went beyond mere physical resemblance. The rogue’s eyes, his defiance, his refusal to submit… it all hinted at a connection she couldn’t yet understand.

And that uncertainty was what scared her the most.