A shoulder to lean on

On the way back to Blue-moon Pack we were attacked by a group of rogues.

Damn! How dare they pick on a team led by an Alpha?

With the determination to make them all go to hell, I turned into a wolf and killed these rogues without a care in the world. Their flesh and blood were torn apart by me. Their bodies turned into scraps. Their blood flew into the sky.A feast of death.

We soon finished off all these rogues, and the fated disappearance of my enemies gave me comfort.

However, I didn't expect the slave to have the courage to run away. She was really brave. What the hell was she thinking? Did she want to go back to continue being a dirty slave? This was beyond my comprehension.

"Don't try to challenge me by running away. My patience with you is limited."

I warned her after tearing apart the slave who presumed to attack my woman in front of my eyes while she cowered in the corner of the cage shivering with fear.

I led the procession as it continued in the direction of my pack. As the