The Mark Novel 27
""All clear?"
A masculine voice asked. A similar sound repeated before I heard the rustling of leaves coming closer.
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A different voice responded. This time, female. The third wolf shifted. Lila peered up to me
with wide eyes. She knew these were "the bad guys that got Bentley". Shaking in her thin shirt, she turned away in fear. Her little arms unwrapped itself around me and bent so she
could cover her ears with her hands. I wanted to console her, to assure her everything was
alright but now was not the time. If I wasn't careful, there will never be a time.
A cackle echoed.
"And they call us heartless."
The male voice said amusedly. A loud crash mixing with a frustrated groan of aggravation followed by the fall of a tree sounded. The crows cawing flew to the opposite direction from where they originally perched on. I resisted the urge to make a sound, pressing my hand down on Lila's mouth harder when I felt a whimper try to slip through. The feminine voice
laughed.
"To think that Alpha ignored our threats. They think too little of us. How careless."
She walked on,
"I heard the Beta sent his daughter here."
The female said smugly. The mock and taunt clear in her tone. She was feeling quite proud of herself. My eyebrows rose up when I realized what she had said. Beta's daughter?
I froze, turning to the direction of where they were and felt my heart pound. Were they
talking about me?
Mark:
to come running, they'd get here in an hour compared to two days by car. The warriors
were much more in terms of speed and endurance. A normal wolf would get here in at least a day even after shifting.
I was angry at the fact they allowed innocent lives to get involved. Packs never abandoned allies. A werewolves word was supposed to be law.
Nightwake and Duskfall were allies since 1807. They had the treaties and everything.
Hey purposely ignored the message and chose to overlook the attack. They gave shoulder to people in need of help. The sad thing was, three months ago, Alpha Harrison was still in charge. Hating Landon for it would've been easier, but knowing that the Alpha even I respected had a part in this was simply too disappointing. They chose to let these people drown in a sea of blood.
They chose to allow the rogues to triumph.
It would seem they were traitors in more ways than one.
"Are you sure we got everyone, Draxyn?"
"Draxyn" snarled at the question. His aggression rolled off him in huge bulks. My wolf rumbled at the pressure. She didn't like the dominance he was omitting to us even when it wasn't on purpose. She felt the urgency to get Lila out of here as quickly as we could. She knew the chances of us escaping was only slimming down the closer these wolves got. They all radiated a form of power. Wild, untamed, and raw power they weren't afraid of using
without discretion.