Chapter 51
Deckard
I do not understand this new attack from the i rogues. It is deliberate, calculated. Somehow, they’ve been fortified by someone or something–that emboldens them to dare step into Apex City
I’m livid. How dare they? What do they want with Amica, my Lunat What could possibly make them think they could come here, disrupt this sacred gathering, and demand her like she’s some prize to be claimed
My eyes begin scanning every bloodied body, every severed limb, searching for any sign of life. I need answers, Who sent them!
Yet no matter where I look, there’s no one alive. Not a single rogue left breathing. It’s almost impossible to wipe out an entire pack in a battle of this scale. Yes, I beheaded many of them myself, but others should still be clinging to life. This isn’t natural.
Then it hits me. They’ve done it again–just like the last time. These rogues finish off the job themselves, ensuring no survivors remain to be questioned. They look their own lives. It’s a pattern, a tactic. Whoever is orchestrating this madness is very careful
If I get my hands on whoever is responsible for this humiliation, I swear I will put them through seven deaths. Seven. For the disgrace they’ve brought to me, my pack, and the Apex Circle.
I glance around the once–elaborate hall. The floor is a groy canvas of blood and torn bodies. This event was meant to be sophisticated, a night of elegance and celebration.
Now, it’s a banlefield. A nightmare. And I
I won’t let it stand.
The situation consumed my mind but the one thing that keeps hanging is Amica.
I pushed past the chaos, my boots echoing against the blood–soaked ground as arrangements were made to clean up the carnage outside. My only thought was to find her, to ensure she was safe.
As I entered the ceremony hall, my eyes scanned the room until they landed on her. She was huddled among the other Limas, their faces pale with fear. But Amica–her fear was raw.
The moment our eyes met, she broke away from the group, running straight toward me. My arms opened instinctively, ready to catch her. As she reached me, I pulled her into the tightest embrace, holding her as if to shield her from the world.
“I’ve got you.” I murmured into her hair.
he clung to me, trembling slightly, her breath shaky against my chest. I tightened my hold,
She
Behind us, the other alphas began to trickle back into the hall as the beras worked tirelessly to clean up the mess outside. The tension was palpable. the fury simmering just beneath the surface.
Then a voice cut through the room.
“This is a slap in the face of the Apex Circle, something that has never been heard of! The audacity” Clive, one of the most senior alphas, bellowed. his voice echoing off the walls.
Murmurs erupted across the room, growing louder with each passing second.
“Yes!” the crowd roared in
agreement
war against us, and lay claim to our Luna! This cannot go unanswered. This means war!”
“Common rogues dared to step onto Apex grounds, wage war Clive’s voice rose, his words igniting the crowd.
The hall erupted into shouts of agreement and anger swelling like a tidal wave. My grip on Amica tightened as I listened. War, If that’s what it would take to put an end to this madness, then so be it.
“But what could they want from our Luna! She just got bonded to the Alpha perhaps the Luna is familiar with these people and she could shed some light on this issue!” another Alpha, Ralph, says. The words hit me like a thunderclap, and I feel the anger stir in my chest.
The room fell into a tense silence after Ralph’s suggestion, But it wasn’t the suspicion I felt that angered me–it was the implication that Amica could be word to this madness.
lived a simple life before coming to the pack as my wife. What could she possibly have or know that these
“What do you mean by that! Amira has lived rogues want?” i say angrily.
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phocayev daned for a moment, but i was Carl, she oldest alpha in the room, who spoke next
ined the Walchborn, Bloodluse. Avery tare bloodline Dayum remember the prophecy allout who your mate would be? The Alpha has been wanting ton his music, and out of all the Wildimons boostinows, Luna Amica is the one and conly chosen one for you. I think there is something this misas karties that threatens the enemy. And for that season, the Alpha and Lama must be protected at all costs.”
, as if the truth had just landed.
the rosson fell into a stammesh silence at his works. Everyone absorbed Carl’s declaration while The quiet stretched on, as hind now they were trying to make sense of it
Let the silence hang in the air for a momem before stepping formand, my eyes never leaving Ainica. “We will adjourn this meeting until our next gathering in two weeks. Inced to take my 1 sata boune,” Lantisces, my valor calm but lim. “Thank you all for coming, and I’m very sorry about this. I will get to the bottom of this I promise you that.”
As 1 Komhed speaking. Fiumed to Antica, atel wer silently left the hall,
Luke Annica’s hand in mine, my grip tightening slightly as we make our way toward the exit. it before we can get far, Leonard hurries in, his voice
led with urgency
“Wow of the new alphas is dead. He lost his life in the hill
The main erupts in shocked marmurs, and 1 paine, as the urns because like a heavy cloud. I’m no stranger to loss, but hearing of another death- exponully so soon after the clams–hits diffeverly
I take a deep breath, forcing my thoughts to seule. “Prepare the wood and compensation for his family.” I under, my voice steady despite the chaos. “The Luna and 1 will pay his park a visit”
With that, I leave the ceremony hall, and the remaining alphas and their Lamas follow suit. I walk quickly to the car, Once I’ve settled her at the other side, I wan the surroundings, keeping an eye on everything as the rest of the alphas drive off, ensuring no one’s lingering, no surprise attacks.
My shat, soaked in blood from the rather chaos, I quickly remove it, not wanting to draw attention or provoke unnecessary questions. The last thing I need right now is the press catching wind of any of this
When we finally pull up to the hotel, I see them–the press, their cameras flashing waiting outside anticipation. I can’t believe I almost forgot. It’s always like this after the Apex Cinsle’s yearly ceremony but it is worse this year because of Amica. I have a real companion now. The aftermath, the
questions,
1 sigh inwardly, Lueed to shield Amica trom it all, keep her safe, even if that means facing this madness head–on
The location of the feast is always a secret. But somehow, the press managed to track us flown to our hotel–probably from some leak about where
was staying. It’s already too late to do anything about it, and now we’re surrounded by these vultures.
The
guards move quickly, forming a barrier around my car, creating a pail so Amica and Lean get through.
“Alpha, what happened to your shirt!” one of the reporters calls out, his voler sharp, trying to capture the smallest detail.
Then, another voice cuts through, and my blood boil. “Lama Amica, how does it feel to be given a second chance opportunity even after cheating on your foriner mate!”
I feel the heat nisem my chest, but I know better than to lose control in front of the press. That’s exactly what they want. They want a scandal
I step in front of Anica, my voice calm but firm, “The Lana never cheated on her ex–mate. They separated due to irreconcilable differences.
The reporter isn’t done. He presses, “Well, that’s not what her ex–mate says”
The words hit me like a slap. Her ex has been talking to the press. That idiot. I can feel the anger sinner beneath the surface, but I force myself to stay composed. I won’t give them the satisfaction of seeing ine lose my temper
Eddon’t respond any further. I signal for the way to be cleared, and the guards continue to push through, allowing us to move forward. The moment
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