Chapter 106. The Future of Your Pack

“Cowards. All of them,” Ethan growled as he snapped the neck of the last loyal warrior to Kenneth. He slung his body to the ground in disgust and rubbed the blood off his hands onto his torn pants.

Ethan’s lycans were tending to the injured as quickly as they could to prevent further loss of life. He wanted to see Kenneth’s blood spill for what he had done, but Ethan had to be patient. He would make sure to hunt him down like the rabid dog he was.

“Are you hurt, my King?” one of the lycans asked him. “It was reckless for you to step out of cover.”

“Nothing that a day’s worth of sleep won’t fix. What type of Alpha King would I be if I didn’t shed my own blood for my people?” Ethan answered.

The decision to engage Kenneth’s warriors was not taken lightly, but it was necessary to put an end to the chaos once and for all. Silver bullets, while harmful to lycans, were not as devastating as they were to werewolves, allowing him to minimize the damage.

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