[Lucian POV]
"So it was you?" I questioned. A cold breeze blowing through as a sudden silence resumed between us. It was the late night.
A intense presence left from my soildiers who had march with me.
"What can we say, Alpha Lucian. But now that you know… I can't let you leave," Kael said.
After defeating the rogues, I had caught one of them. I wanted to find out, If I would receive the answer of the same person that was helping the elders behind the scene…
The mention of Kael name, when the rogues blurted the details out, I had the doubts. He wouldn't dare, right?
My hands tightened, a rage spurring after confirming it was him all along.
I wanted to tear him apart, but first decided to take Elara back with me, even if it meant killing every last one of those Nightshade pack.
This war was something I couldn't let go so easily—it was meant to happen.
If I wanted Elara back and the power to achieve my dreams, I cared less just how many I had to sacrifice.
