Third Person's POVOnly in Frostbite Town would they be truly safe.Klein sighed too. "Let's do as you say. I'll help with all my might," he said, glancing back at the house."Can't stand these sad stories. I'll patrol outside.""Be careful," Lance warned.Klein snorted. "With my skills, who in this border city can spot me?"Tommy had already started distributing food—sausage, stewed meat, sandwiches, bread, and water.Marsh couldn't chew, so he soaked bread in water, fed to him bite by bite by Tommy.All was quiet, even the wind had stopped.Though nearing July, the weather should have cooled, but the Dragon Ash Werewolf Kingdom's border city, which froze in winter, was now oppressively hot.Beyond the sounds of chewing, there was utter silence.Long after finishing their meal, Eugene asked Caldwell, "Can you tell me... who her new mate is? Does he treat her well?"Caldwell patted his shoulder
Third Person's POVAfter treating Eugene's wounds, Lance looked at the group of werewolf warriors before him. Except for Eugene, he didn't recognize a single one.As for the individual who was still unconscious due to severe torture, Lance scrutinized him for a long while but still couldn't determine his identity.Eugene struggled to prop himself up and raised his hand. "Eugene reporting in!"After a moment of silence, everyone began to announce their names one by one."Josh reporting in!""Martin reporting in!"Lance turned away, and the tears he had been holding back finally streamed down his cheeks.It took a while for him to compose himself, his voice choked with emotion, "On behalf of Alpha Bentley's legion, I welcome you all back!"Eleven people, all alive! No one could fathom the depth of his exhilaration at this moment.They covered their faces, tears seeping through their fingers, yet they dared not weep
Third Person's POVLance darted back into the fray like a silver-gray lightning bolt, his cedar pheromones sweeping the area with an icy aura.He knew that rescuing one person at the cost of several would make the mission a failure.When he reached Caldwell, his hands already partially shifted, his wolf claws gleaming against the alloy blade.His sideways slash, charged with werewolf-like explosive force, pushed the surrounding wolves back.The clang of armor echoed as several knelt under the Alpha's aura.Klein was battling the enemy fiercely. His pheromones intertwined with Lance's pine scent, creating an almost unstoppable duo.Though Victor had taken many top warriors, over ten strong werewolves remained.Seeing the rescue complete, Klein knew there was no need to stay. His wolf ears perked up, claws extended, and he fought back in full force.He and Lance fought in perfect sync. Their pheromones wrapped around each
Third Person's POVVictor immediately sensed something amiss. He stood up and ordered, "Let's go back, now!"Abbot nudged Stewart, who quickly said, "Commander Victor, don't leave yet. We can continue negotiations. You want Frostbite Town, right? Let's discuss it further."Tad, noticing their unusual behavior, grew suspicious. The negotiations were his to conduct, and he had already declared an end to them. Yet they were trying to hold Victor back. Why?Having taken command after the Southern Border's reclamation, Tad knew his subordinates didn't truly respect him.If he couldn't even control the negotiations, his authority would be undermined.He shouted, "Both of you, get back here!"He then instructed the translator, "Tell Victor that if they lack sincerity, the negotiations are over. If they wish to continue, it must be on my terms."After the translator relayed the message, Victor glanced back at Tad, his impatience eviden
Third Person's POVThe entire underground tunnel and chamber complex was unguarded, as numerous guards were already deployed outside.Should someone break through the encirclement to enter the tunnel, sending more guards underground would be futile.Lance also detected breathing sounds from within and confirmed someone was inside.Since he didn't know who was captured, he knocked on the iron door and called out, "I'm from Alpha Bentley's legion here to rescue. If there's anyone from our pack inside, please respond."After a brief silence, the breathing grew rapid, followed by a feeble voice, "Yes..."Lance slashed through the heavy chain on the iron door with a single claw strike and kicked the door open.Inside the chamber hung a bloodied individual—hands suspended above, feet barely touching the ground, with no patch of unbroken skin left on their body.Their clothes were in tatters, covered in whip marks and burns, the
Third Person's POVHis heart swelled with fervor. Lance, the commander who had reclaimed the southern border, had long been recalled to the capital.His presence here now could only mean one thing—he had come to rescue Stokes.Lance had also spotted them. In the darkness, he could only see pairs of eyes.One individual's gaze was filled with excitement, nearly brimming with tears.A spark of doubt flickered in Lance's mind as he inched closer.Eugene removed his black mask, revealing his true face.Though he and Lance had never fought side by side, they were no strangers to each other.Eugene had anticipated that Lance would recognize him and flashed a grin.However, Lance stared at the weathered, dirt-smeared face before him, certain that he had never laid eyes on this man before.Yet, seeing the man's grin, so broad it seemed on the verge of tears, a sudden thought struck Lance—could this be…&