131 No longer regard Winston as Alpha

The glow of the moon was faint, yet it still predominantly illuminated the night sky.

The night is beautiful, and it even becomes more august because of the howling of the wolves around while the elves and vampires also join in, screaming out their joy.

Finally, the battle was over, and the survivors had prevailed.

We have all the right to rejoice, even if we murdered a lot of creatures.

Greed, purpose, motives, and whatnot—I don't care what the others were celebrating. What was important to me was that, at long last, no more clan would prey on my lycans.

Even though there are still other healer clans, I am confident that they will not attempt to come to the surface now that everyone is aware of their vulnerability.

"Finally, we can live in peace." I mumbled. I am still tightly hugging Winston in his naked humanoid form. I think I am getting used to seeing these wolves get naked after their deathly battles. I don't feel flustered seeing the wolves naked anymore, but of course, even if