Facing the monster

My inner wolf Armand urged me over and over again, he reminded me over and over again that my mate was at this party. With him constantly urging me on, my heart couldn’t help but start to get excited. I was looking forward to seeing my future mate, whom I hadn't sensed since I was an adult, and as the Alpha of the Blue-moon Pack, I h longed to have my mate for a long time. My Blue-moon Pack also needs a Luna to lead them! I didn't think I would be told by my wolf today that my mate was at this alliance party hosted by Grey Pack! Following Armand's lead, I walked into the hall at the feeling inside me became stronger and stronger. I could feel Armand seemingly wanting to burst out of my body.

I looked closely at the guests who had come identifying them carefully. I thought my mate would be one of them, but a single figure suddenly made me stop in my tracks.

How is this possible? I stopped where I was in disbelief and sized up the slave in front of me. Her clothes were tattered and torn, her thin dress had long since faded, and she was filthy.

The indistinguishable color of her hair dragged behind her back. The worn shoes could still faintly see the toes. Is this the person? This slave? this dirty slave?

No! How can my mate be a slave ah!"

The woman's scream woke me up. I saw the slave knocked to the ground. Filthy slave! Look what you've done!"

The man cursed, stomping on her with one foot after another. And the slave was like a piece of wood, letting him beat her without any resistance. Gillian! Help her! She is our mate! Armand kept screaming inside me, but I felt sick just looking at this slave's useless and cowardly appearance. “I never help useless people. But she's your mate!”

“No”. looked at the slave with indifference. She didn't deserve it. If wasn't there to help the slave.

Armand was still fighting me for the use of his body. He wanted to come out and save the girl, but I didn't, so I had to try to control him. This out-of-control situation was getting on my nerves.

I hate weak people. They waste food and are useless! Such a woman doesn't deserve to be my!

I looked towards the slave. She was still being scolded, but her eyes were as firm as ironstone. There seemed to be some faint hope hidden inside, so no matter how she was beaten and scolded, her eyes didn't change. Tough and strong.

These kinds of eyes made my emotions confused.

She was a weak slave who did not dare to resist the power. Why did she have that kind of look in her eyes?

It was so strange. Such a look should not appear in a weak slave's body.

I felt that the wine in my hand seemed to have lost its wonderful taste. I turned around and walked over to a Grey Packman, "Hey, man. Do you know what just happened to that stupid slave? Who is she?"

"Oh... Don't mention it. She's a slave we brought back from the Bright Pack. Dirty and lazy, I don't want her to appear in front of me, she'll keep me from eating." The man spoke with a face full of disgust. He smiled after taking a sip of wine, "Don't mention the slave that spoiled our fun. You must be the Alpha of the Blue-moon Pack, right? I've heard of you, you're famous and our Grey Pack's most honored guest! Let's have a nice drink!"

I feel like the party is going by fast and it's already getting close to the end.

Go get her out of here, Gillian! She needs our help! She's going to die if she stays here!

Armand was clamoring in my head again, which in turn made me feel so annoyed I almost lost my drinking mood.

I'm not taking a dirty slave! She's just a useless piece of trash! A loser who doesn't want to fight back! She doesn't deserve it!

I drained my drink from my hand, not wanting to pay any more attention to Armand, who I felt was howling for no reason at all. To be honest, for the first time I felt my wolf was such a tiresome presence. He wanted me to take a weakling like that!

She'll come for you if she senses your presence as an adult!

Maybe she won't live to see that day!

I retorted fiercely to my wolf, but he was still barking as if he wouldn't stop until I accepted that slave!

Damn it! I've been spotted by him!

Am I going to be killed by him? No! I don't want to die here yet! I haven't gotten my revenge! I have to figure out what to do!

I stared warily at the huge wolf and raised my arms to block my head.

I had to find a way to block his attack first.

The wind whistled in my ears, but I wasn't pounced on and torn to pieces by him.

What happened? He didn't attack me?

My arms blocked my view and I couldn't see what was happening in front of me, but I didn't unload my defenses easily. Because even a small oversight could cost me my life!

Suddenly there was a scream in my ears, and then something fell in front of me.

What did the hell happen?

Driven by curiosity, I was alert and slowly moved my arm away.

A rogue died on the ground next to me, blood pooling into a stream. His torso was viciously torn apart, and his abdominal organs were scattered like garbage. His bones were as fragile as thin twigs under Gillian's attack.

He didn't kill me. He... He killed the rogue who tried to attack me! Gillian killed him as easily as he would have killed a puppy!