Page 45 of The Silver Pact

I’m not even jealous. I just hope she doesn’t hate me.

Onyx.

I just want to say goodbye.

I’m so tired.

I failed.

I trudge up the drive and cut across the lawns. My feet drag on the lawn, but I don’t have the energy to lift them. I just need to make it a little bit further.

This is the end

And I’m okay with that.

Present Day

Ian’s leaning back on the couch with Silver curled up in his arms. We’ve just gotten back from our trip to the Silver Rocks Resort, where we stayed in the penthouse, free of charge, while Onyx and Silver attempted to mend their strained relationship. All of us are exhausted but happy to be home. It’s going to be a work in progress to get those sisters comfortable with each other.

But Pack Treyfield was gracious, and Falcon and Silas themselves apologised to Silver for being so blind. She was shocked and told them it wasn’t their fault. She had looked across at me, smiling softly, and said ‘it all worked out the way it was supposed to’. I think my heart burst out of its chest and dragged itself to lie at her feet.

I strum my guitar and play her favourite song. She turns her head towards me and smiles.

“So, there’s been some news,” Soren says, tugging Hazel into the room. Onyx and Dylan follow a moment later.

“Oh, what kind of news?” West asks with a distinct lack of interest.

“The kind of news we like.” Soren beams. “The kind where a certain pack was picked up with weapons, drugs, and an assortment of charges.”

I sit up and forward, listening intently. “A certain CEO bought out their business and ruined them. Everyone, bless our friend in scarlet. Treyfield bought the scraps of that business and sold all the different parts for a dime. No lawyer will touch them. No one will hire them. Nor will anyone help them.”

I exhale and close my eyes. The assholes who hurt my omega are done. Stripped of everything but their lives. And I’m sure they won’t keep those long.

Silver sits up and touches her hair. It’s a nervous habit that she can’t get rid of. “What about Brandy? They were her pack, weren’t they?”

“Oh, she’s a true rat, that one. She scurried away and found another pack to keep her afloat. Don’t you feel sorry for her!” Ian growls. “She’s going to get what’s coming to her, too.”

“They aren’t getting out of prison, Silver. They might not have paid for what they did to you, but they will suffer for the rest of their lives. We took their things, their home, their omega, their safety, their security, and we put them in a cage.” Dylan sits beside her and takes her hand. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. You’re our family, and we were wrong.”

She sniffles. “You had reason not to trust your family. I’ve met Silas’ mother, remember.”

Dylan chuckles and stands up. He drifts back to Onyx, their hands lacing like they’re magnets.

“Angel’s found enough on them to make it stick, but it wasn’t until Pack Raptore went deep and dug it up that we really got a big break. Sven, of course, insisted on being involved.” Hazel snickers and leans on Soren.

“It was a team effort!” Onyx says.

“I think…” Silver clears her throat. “I think you’ll find information linking them to starting the fire that killed our parents.”

Onyx stares at her. “Oh, Silver.”

I think we’re all thinking about Silver lashing out and blaming Onyx for the fire.

“I just wanted someone to look, to investigate,” Silver whispers. “I am truly sorry, Onyx. What I said was unforgivable!”

Onyx rushes to hug her, and the twins embrace.

I change the tune I’m playing. As always, Silver hears the song and turns towards me, her lips curling up. Onyx pulls back, sniffling.