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"You can’t and won’t get anything out of me if you keep asking publicly," Denver said without blinking.

How could Alpha Denzel have forgotten? Denver loved doing things in secret, so calling him out publicly hurt his ego.

"But this is a pack. We live like a family," Alpha Denzel pointed out as a man who loves transparency in his rulership, but it wasn’t the same for Denver, who was going to succeed him in the next five years.

He preferred to protect his pack in secret and enjoy their safe future openly.

"It is my responsibility to protect the pack, but my methods should not be questioned."

"That is where you are wrong. We protect each other," Alpha Denzel reiterated, but once again, Denver was on the fence.

His style was different, and he was not ready or willing to change it for anything. Though having the same objective, their drives were different.

"I don’t need protection, but in case you do not know, magic doesn’t work on those underground rogues anymore."

The news came out as a shock to both the Alpha and Luna.

If Denver had not used his powers, then he was more beastly than they thought, coupled with the fact that he hadn’t shifted and could not also use his wolf.

Alpha Denzel had taken down some of the underground rogues himself, but that was only to be a point of blindness for the warriors to be able to defeat them.

Whereas Denver had taken things to a whole new level, and the scary part was him doing it all alone without the help of any of the warriors or even his father.

Ignoring the shocked expressions on their faces, he continued to speak nonetheless.

"I heard from the elders that mom and Aunt Alice used their powers before, and I figured the rogues grew immune to it over time. If not, they would not have been stronger than then and also able to survive it."

"Think about it. If these rogues could be could with magic, then they would have died even then, but guess what, they were only held captive until they slowly grew immune to whatever powers were holding them down," Denver explained.

Alpha Denzel wondered how he was able to get this detailed analysis, but this revelation already made him even more protective of his son, though none of them were able to defeat the other during their times of training together.

Alpha Denzel fought with experience, and Denver fought with a speed and fierceness that made him undefeatable at his age.

The warriors feared him because he had even taken down the Beta, Delta, and Gamma of the pack at the age of ten.

Still, parents would always be parents. For as long as Denver remained their child, he would always be seen as their pup, even as he was growing fast.

"It’s dangerous for you to fight them alone," Alpha Denzel said, suddenly remembering a part of the prophecy. All seemed to have been fulfilled except one, and the more Denver displayed such bravery, the greater Alpha Denzel’s fear of the prophecy coming into being.

"And you are not allowed to climb any mountains."

Denver was unamused about his father’s consent, not meaning to disobey him but also not willing to comply with it.

"Dad, I will die before allowing any of those monsters to hurt any pack member. I fight them alone," he said seriously, a great level of darkness loomed over him that scared Valerie.

Indeed, Denver’s personality might cause even his mate to be afraid of him in the future.

"I will not allow it. We have to fight them together," Alpha Denzel’s serious voice cut through her mind, shifting her attention back to the conversation.

Just like before, Denver was not ready to succumb. There were things his parents never told him, but somehow, he dug them all out and was now rubbing it in his father’s face, just so he could be allowed to do what he deemed fit for the pack and its members.

"What happened the last time you fought them?" He asked, Alpha Denzel was stunned by the question, but before he responded, Denver added. "I know them better than you do."

"You are just thirteen, so how could you know them better?" Alpha Denzel asked, but Denver was not willing to reveal anymore.

How he managed to know about the strength and weaknesses of these underground rogues, especially how they became immune to Alice and Valerie’s powers, were all secrets Denver was not willing to reveal as that would equally expose the darkness inside of him.

Rising to his feet, he spoke politely. "Dad, mom, it’s time for training so I have to go." He was not going to hold this conversation anymore, but his father was curious in knowing what exactly he was hiding.

"I demand to see your room."

Denver stiffened at the request, but regaining himself, he politely refused. "That would not happen anytime soon."

He left soon after, as Valerie observed, "he’s so hard-headed, but why did you not insist on not stopping him from climbing a mountain?" She asked, worry lacing her voice.

Alpha Denzel was equally running out of solutions. They did not have a second chance at birthing another, so if Denver’s stubbornness got him killed...he erased the thought, not willing to accept it.

"Do you think it can be prevented from the way he’s going about things?" He rather asked, Valerie sighed helplessly.

"Denver has been a mystery, but we have to agree that he offers the kind of protection none of us ever gave."

Alpha Denzel had to agree that lives would have been lost if they had tried to take down those rogues together, but Denver did it alone. In a barbaric way, but he still did it.

"That is true, but I have to know what he keeps in that room of his," Alpha Denzel said with determination, Valerie thought for a while and asked in the form of a suggestion.

"Do you think we can get Moonlight to help?"

Thinking of Moonlight, Alpha Denzel smiled. "I have a plan."