Chapter 320. Greenberry

Valen’s POV

Over at Greenberry forest, the thuds on the ground slowed as the battle came to an end, and the sound of bones cracking filled the air.

Snarls, barks, and roars died down, and the air rang with victorious shouts and howls. I peered out between the needle-pointed branches, locking on my Beta.

“Stop playing with your prey, Beta,” I growled, knowing he was wasting time.

“Squish, pissy fleabag!” Devin let out a guttural snarl as he ripped the last rogue open, tearing muscle and bone apart with his bare claws. His sturdy chest heaved as blood splashed over him, trickling down his bare skin.

Bodies piled. Blood pooled. Rivals pulverized.

Nude warriors began hauling dead rogues to a heap for on-the-spot cremation. The gruesome sight evoked mixed feelings: pride, but also dread.

A light gust of wind carried the metallic scent, whipping it around me, strong and pungent, repulsing me. A sickening tide surged in my throat,