All Chapters of No Place for a Packless Wolf: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The coronation of Chloe Vanguard as the Black Wolf Queen who controls the sole throne of the shadow clan is not just the end of a past grudge. That was the beginning of the diversion of the earth's axis.In the following two weeks, the business world of ordinary people witnessed extraordinary upheavals. Three giant multinational mega-corporations in the world's energy, transportation and banking sectors suddenly announced a voluntary merger under the auspices of The Vanguard Group. There was no resistance, no tough negotiations, only the handover of absolute power with the signature of a 21 year old woman. The CEOs of the human world could only stare in horror at the screen. They didn't know that the merger occurred solely because the conglomerate behind it - who in fact were werewolves - had just had their poison fangs removed at the Blood Moon Grand Council. However, this new order raised red alarms in a place the immortals never predicted: the Human Government's Supreme Security

An ice tornado swept through the Caucasus Mountains. Three members of the Phantom Squad - the World Government's most elite stealth assassination unit - lay stiffly lying behind a chunk of glacier. Their synchronized artificial heartbeats are hidden by advanced military-grade thermal camouflage cloaks."Target one, Alpha King, has disappeared from the visual range of satellite monitoring, Captain," whispered Ghost-2 through the signal-disabling micro-radio channel behind his battle helmet. "He's just a mutant dog," replied the Captain, Ghost-1, snorting softly as he reloaded the magazine of his long-range rifle with three times the dose of Godsbane bullets. "We're using anti-supernatural stealth technology. No sense of smell or hearing will be able to track us in a storm this cold. Keep your aim locked on the woman. Once the Alpha King's barrier is gone, the Queen is just ordinary meat."However, human pride often digs its own grave. "Are you... talking about my girl, little mice?"

Forty-eight hours had passed since the declaration of 'Blood Red Chess' was uttered by the young mafioso queen from the Caucasus. For those on the surface, the world feels normal. Office workers still drink coffee, children are still at school. But in the deepest layers of the human country's command, a millennium-scale panic is burning in the brains of ten members of The Sentinel.At 11.59 p.m. Inside the Washington D.C. bunker, General One stared at the giant digital clock with bated breath. He has mobilized all the Pentagon's cryptographic experts to rebuild their satellite cyber defense firewall. Just as the number changed to 12.00, a deafening screech of sirens tore through the underground bunker.The secret screen turned blood red. Followed by a synthetic female robot voice that was exactly the same as the one that often echoed at Vanguard's logistics headquarters. "Pacific military logistics distribution system access: FREEZED. Third and Fifth Fleet aircraft carriers: LOSS O

Peace beneath Vanguard's soles lasted for half a year. That half year, the world revolved under the absolute shadow of the Black Wolf Queen and her protector, Alpha King Alexander Sterling. Business goes on, the enemy ducks, and the night belongs to them both.However, no matter how thick the coffin is buried with money, black history always knows the route home.In the depths of the ancient catacombs beneath the Colosseum of ancient Rome, far beyond the reach of Vanguard's super-satellite radar, an illegal excavation is underway. An elite group of runaway wolves from various continents remnants of Alpha Julian loyalists, Ordo Draconis runaways, and traitor Al-Khabith have gathered carrying a grudge gathered from the rot of their hearts. Their goal is only one: the Black Sarcophagus, a magical prison built by the wolf ancestors a thousand years ago. "Pour the blood of the wolf virgin over the seal," ordered a former Bloodmoon general who had one arm disabled.The rancid liquid soake

The sky outside the 120th floor of The Vanguard Suites seemed to be torn apart. The storm clouds that had previously only been swirling around were now bursting out red lightning incessantly. Behind the thick bulletproof glass that separated the warmth of the penthouse and the fury of nature, Valerius The Firstborn grinned condescendingly."You're hiding behind a short-lived man-made glass cage, Sterling!" roared Valerius from outside. The sound is not muffled by the glass, but propagates through the vibration of air molecules that pierce the eardrum. "Come out and kneel to your true King!"Alexander Sterling did not answer with words. The Alpha King shifted his position to protect Chloe, then with just one blow from the back of his casually moved hand, the five inch thick military standard polycarbonate glass exploded apart. The glass shards did not spread inward, but instead shot out like cannonballs that attacked Valerius repeatedly.The cold Metropolis night breeze suddenly came