Chapter 75

"Alex, are you okay?" Henderson asked in that his smooth, caring voice with a worried expression etched along the lines of his forehead.

Alex stared at him and gave him a small nod. Hendrix knew that he was immune to the cuts of the sharp blades of a sword or the sharp poisonous tip of an arrow.

No amount of sword marks or cuts could bring him down.

"You should not worry about me," Alex finally said and hell was his voice deeply rich and befitting the princes of the Netherlands. He was indeed blessed all around by the moon goddess. 

One could even imagine that this could spring up jealousy among his lots but then... one was not to judge a book by its cover.

"I have a cause to worry. It does not matter if you're invincible. You're still my best friend, my brother," Hendrix said to him and he nodded.

"Alright," Alex began. "Ensure that every pack warrior is fine. I'll head over to the pack house and you should meet me there too. We need to talk," he s