The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate

“It seems they’re eager to kill you.

Why is that? Do you need help?” Kayden asked with concern.

His words reminded me of Vicky, and my heart wrenched.

I shook my head quietly, a Lump forming in my throat.

The last time I asked someone for help, they ended up getting killed.

I couldn’t put anyone else’s life at risk for me.

“I appreciate your kindness, but no.

I can take care of myself.

Can I go outside and check out the situation?” I asked.

“Are you sure about that? It’s dangerous to go out alone.

” Kayden seemed to be a little worried.

“Yeah, I’m sure,” I said firmly.

“I’ll have to face them sooner or later.

”

Kayden shrugged and gave up on trying to persuade me.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

He carefully pulled out the needle from the back of my hand.

I put on my coat, thanked him, and left the ward.

The warning howls continued, which made the werewolves of the Xeric Pack a Little nervous.

I could see them walking toward the source of the howling.

I followed them quickly.

As expected, I saw Leonel at the border of the Xeric Pack not far away.

He was waiting with his men, his eyes fierce and sharp.

They seemed to be ready for fight, which was very terrifying.

This wasn’t good.

One false move and I‘d be torn to shreds in the blink of an eye.

Fear and desperation seized my heart.

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Just then, someone from the crowd shouted in surprise, “Our Alpha is here!”

Their Alpha?

The Alpha of the Xeric Pack? Gale Quinn?

I looked in the direction of the shout and saw a figure in a black robe.

That figure moved very quickly, Like a bolt of lightning.

Before I could make out any of his features, he had already rushed at Leonel.

“Ah!”

Shrill screams filled the air, and the werewolves that were so terrifying just now scattered around like mice.

My eyes widened in shock.

I had never seen such a powerful Alpha in my life.

Gale swung the silver sword he wielded, and blood splashed wherever the sword went.

In the blink of an eye, Leonel’s hand was cut off.

Gale’s attacks were so fast that there was no time for Leonel to react.

A second later, Leonel’s sharp howl pierced the sky.

He knelt down on the ground, his face contorted in pain.