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An hour later, Alpha Marcus emerged victorious and shifted back to his human self.
His body was dirtied and bloodied but that didn’t stop him from smiling, “Turns out I truly am my father’s child. The title of first-ranked Alpha King still belongs to me,” he booted the unconscious black wolf without pity. It was flung backwards into the territory of Ralton.
Alpha Marcus looked at the shocked Gamma Miles and Beta Harold.
“What are you waiting for? Take away that trash of an Alpha you have. We’ve got a party to enjoy,”
Nodding vigorously, the two obeyed the smug Alpha’s command and took their Alpha away.
…
Minutes later,
In his chamber, the Alpha of Ralton had shifted to human form and was seated on a couch rather leisurely after being cleaned up.
“Alpha, may I ask a question?” the Beta asked after pouring his leader herbal tea from a porcelain kettle.
“Ask away,” Alpha Blake responded before taking a sip of the tea, nodding his head and commenting, “Good tea,”
“Alpha, you didn’t put your all in the battle earlier,” Beta Harold stated.
“Yeah, I figured it’s best to kill him during the Alpha rankings. I have something more important to do today. Those bastards have revealed their true faces when we’re in a difficult situation. When I’ve defeated that cursed female, I’ll look forward to the look on their faces,” Chase’s father said with a grin.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
Though befuddled, the Beta decided not to ask any further.
Meanwhile, the members of Ralton after seeing their Alpha being rushed to his residence in such a terrible state, felt even more afraid.
Those damn Alphas were also at the boundary. If they tried to escape, they’d be filmed and no pack would even accept them.
They had only two options now; either commit suicide or wait for the Olmpha to arrive. Though both options led to the grave, at least the latter choice would give them more time to be alive and who knows maybe not all of them will be destroyed. Maybe the Olmpha’s heart might turn soft if they knelt and pleaded, after all, not all of them were responsible for the massacre of her people fifteen years ago.
The party at the borders continued with more guests arriving, some even came with their own drinks and food.
***
4 hours later,
The Luna’s personal maid Rachelia rushed to the Alpha’s office and fell to her knees.
“Greetings, Alpha, Beta,” she said in a hurried tone.
“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be with my wife?” Alpha Blake asked, putting down the document he was going through before she rushed into his office without permission. This act alone deserved the death penalty.
“Alpha… please forgive my impoliteness. But it’s very urgent or else even if I ate a lion’s guts I wouldn’t dare barge in here,” she implored, tears rolling down her cheeks while she pressed her palms together.
“What is it that brings you here, Rachelia?” the Alpha tried to mask his concern by maintaining an arrogant look.
“It’s Luna Anita,” said the maid.
The King’s face fell, “What about my wife?”
“I… I…”
“Speak!” the Alpha growled, causing her to flinch and bow down in panic, her body trembled.
“Raise your head,”
Rachelia obeyed but was afraid to look her king in the eye, “Your Majesty… Luna Anita… she… she… Luna is missing!” she finally divulged with a shaky voice. Hearing this, the Alpha got up from his official chair instantly, his expression unsightly.
“Is this a joke? How can a full-grown woman disappear?” he questioned but still headed towards his wife’s chamber.
The guards stationed outside it bowed their heads and saluted him but he ignored them.
He kicked the door open and scoured the lavishly furnished, spacious room and then the bathroom too but to his dismay, he found no trace of his wife.
Since yesterday he’d prohibited her from leaving her room and assigned some of the best warriors to guard her room’s entrance so he wouldn’t have too much to worry about when battling that b*tch. But right under his nose, his mate had vanished. How?
“It must be the Olmphas doing,” the Beta commented on arriving at the scene with the Gamma and short, silver-haired, middle-aged Delta Johnson Parrett.
“Silence!” Alpha Blake barked and those present zipped their lips.
Then he had the entire residence searched but just as before, there was no trace of the Luna.
“Rachelia!” the king called and the maid rushed to kneel before the Alpha.
“Here I am, Your Majesty,”
“Tell me, how did she disappear?”
“I…” the maid gulped before responding, “She was seated on the couch in her chamber… We were having a discussion regarding the Olmpha and then… she… suddenly vanished when I was about to ask a question,”
“Continue kneeling!” he ordered before storming out of his residence and heading to the centre of the pack.
***
A few minutes later,
“You cursed offspring of Brandon, show yourself this instant!” he yelled, attracting the attention of the pack members wherever they were in the pack.
But they dared not go to where he was for fear that he might kill someone on the spot. Instead, those nearby kept their distance, observing him from afar.
“Show yourself!” he hollered again as he looked around severally.
But minutes passed, yet no one appeared.
“Alpha, it seems they’re planning on trespassing,” one of the warriors guarding the border mind-linked him.
“Don’t do anything rash and wait for me,” he responded telepathically as he rushed towards the boundary.
On reaching there, he found the number of attendees had increased. Some even brought tents. Did they plan on sleeping here so as not to miss the said destruction of his pack?
“Bastards!” he muttered through gritted teeth.
Noticing him, Alpha Dmitri mentioned with a smile, “Blake, you’re back,”
“If you dare call me without my title again, I will snap your neck!”
“Oh? I’m looking forward to seeing your attempt,” Alpha Marcus said, placing his hand on the 3rd-ranked Alpha’s shoulder.
“You guys aren’t planning on leaving, huh?”
“Finally your eyes are working. We’re going to remain here. Even if she doesn’t come today, it’s fine, there’s always the next day. I believe the offspring of the late Alpha Brandon won’t fail,” Alpha Marcus said smugly.
“Blake, I think it’s best you and your people eat your last meal at this time and then come to the boundary to dance for us. Who knows, we might help you plead when the wolf sovereign comes,” Alpha Dmitri added.
“I think you mean add fuel to the fire?” Alpha Dyneley chipped in as he walked over holding 2 meat skewers in his left hand. He munched meat on the skewer in his right hand and nodded in satisfaction, “This is the best grilled meat I’ve ever tasted. I should go ask Alpha Leo to lend me his chef citizen for a month,” he handed the skewers to Alpha Marcus and Dmitri who thanked him before starting to eat.
“I didn’t know you’d be here or else I’d have brought another for you. Or are you a vegetarian?” Alpha Dyneley asked but the other two burst into laughter.
“An Alpha being a vegetarian. That’s harder to believe than gold falling from the sky. But seriously, Alpha Blake, you don’t seem to take a liking to any of the food here. Are you really vegetarian?” Alpha Marcus asked with a feigned solemn face before laughing again.
“I see. Since you don’t understand English, I’ll make you understand another way,” Ralton’s Alpha speedily raised his top, took out a gun from his pants and shot at the annoying group.
Some unlucky attendees were shot in either the arm or leg but none of the Alphas were hurt.
Alpha Blake paused the shooting, “Leave!”
In response, many of them took out guns from the back of their pants, “You think we came here with nothing? If you shoot again, the Olmpha won’t be the one destroying your pack,” Alpha Marcus warned as he pointed two guns at the 2nd-ranked Alpha.
“I told you I hug fire, didn’t I?” Alpha Blake scoffed before taking out another gun. Behind him, the Beta and 10 other chosen Ralton warriors were already in their positions with double guns, ready to shoot at the Alpha’s command.
Suddenly, a female appeared in between the two groups dressed in a black top and silver flare skirt. She was barefooted and the only jewellery on her was an imperial jade bracelet with love symbols engraved all around it on her right wrist.