372: PRIDE AND GLORY

PRIDE AND GLORY

"What do you mean with that!?" Alpha Romulus stepped forward before standing next to Calleb as he growled. "Guardian angel or not, she is our Luna!"2

"Our Luna?" Jenedieth tilted her pretty head. "She is your Luna not ours!" She bit back just like the old times, how she would defy whenever someone had a different perception from hers.

Jenedieth used to think that she would become their Luna one day, the rightful mate for Torak and the best candidate for the Supreme Luna before Raine came and ruined everything!

Her father was killed, she was tortured and expelled from the pack. The worst part was; she couldn't say that she was part of this pack any longer as her beast inside her had died.

Yet, Jenedieth wouldn't back down just like that. The devils who had given her a second chance to live again, came up with a perfect plan to destroy Torak.

In the past, Jenedieth had offered her help, a last chance for Torak to take her hand and make her the Luna of his pack, but he turned her offer down without batting an eye.

Jenedieth remembered very well what he did at that time.

And now, it was her turn to show him that everything Torak cherished would turn into ashes under her feet.

Though Torak was dead, maybe Jenedieth could send his mate to accompany him in tartarus.

Such a great idea, right?

"So, who do you think the Luna is? You?" Serefina ran her mocking gaze over Jenedieth's skimpy figure. "You think, you can become a Luna when you are no longer a Lycan?"

This revelation made all the Lycans shift their focus onto the witch, waiting for her next words.

"You have given your soul to the devils and now you come here to claim the throne that was not even yours." Serefina crossed her arms in front of her chest.

This provoking words made Jenedieth take two steps closer toward the witch, whose lips curved upward in a disgusting smile.

Calleb glanced at Serefina beside him and this was the first time that he was so grateful for Serefina's sharp tongue as he wouldn't be able to throw a snarky remark the way the witch did so effortlessly.

At the very least, Calleb had a woman who could handle another woman at his side.

"You gave your soul to the devil?" Alpha Chris squinted his eyes at Jenedieth, he had never heard any other news since the one saying she was expelled from the pack.

Giving one's soul to the devils was a dark ritual and of course it didn't sound good in the ears of those Lycanthropes, since they were sworn enemy for centuries.

"What do you mean by Torak has died?" Alpha Barry stepped forward and pulled out the main concern of Alpha Ryan's declaration from earlier.

"Lucifer had killed him." Alpha Ryan said solemnly. "Alpha Torak had been defeated by the devil and maybe, he is rotting in tartarus now."

Silence ensued after this declaration.

Some of the Alphas' eyes turned red, ready to lash out, whether this information was right or wrong, and when the truth hadn't yet come out.

"Now," Alpha Ryan clapped his hands as he gathered their attention. "Just like what we already know. The war is near. Alpha Torak had also mentioned this a long time ago."

Alpha Ryan stopped talking as if to give a dramatic effect for his speech.

"But, we will use this rare opportunity to prevent the war from happening." Alpha Ryan took Jenedieth's hand, his rightful mate, as he continued. "With the death of Torak Donovan, no one from you will stand a chance to go against the devil!"

Alpha Ryan glanced at Jenedieth beside him with a small smile on his lips, as he was glad to finally be able to rule this new era with his destined mate.

"I will spare anyone who pledge their loyalty to me!" He said righteously as his voice turned very firm and propitious for everyone to hear.

Another spell of silence stretched among the two parties as they gritted their teeth, waiting for the result of the 'inspirational speech' from Alpha Ryan.

The Lycans didn't mind having another war with the devil, but with the absence of their Leader, how were they supposed to wage another battle?

They would just behave like some headless chickens, running around the arena without anyone to guide them.

As the Alphas of their own respective packs, they needed someone as strong as Torak to control them, because anyone inferior to him, couldn't make them bow their heads ever.

However, in this confusing situation where Torak had been missing for days without any clues whether he was alive or dead, they couldn't make a decision and judge if Alpha Ryan was telling the truth or not.

Yet, there was a soft and sweet voice like honey that interrupted the solemn moment.

"Join you?" Serefina chuckled. "And bowing their heads to the devils?" Serefina spread her hands toward all the Lycans around her. "Isn't that the same as you declaring your loss even before the war actually started?"

Serefina used her words to show another perspective of Alpha Ryan's offer. After all, the Lycans were too haughty to put their pride aside and admit defeat without even having a single fight.

"I don't know, but I don't find the idea of bowing my head and pride to the devil is an appealing idea." Serefina shrugged. "I don't think I can live the rest of my eternity in happiness when I know all of that is just a chance that is given by my enemy."

Serefina had pointed out where the offer from Alpha Ryan was only suitable for people who didn't have a shred of pride in them.

As prideful creatures, the Lycanthropes would take this concern seriously.

However, not all the Alphas thought the same thing.

There were always those people who sought glory and better opportunities rather than to put their loyalty into their bones or had their pride above their heads.

Two Alphas stepped out from behind Calleb and stood next to Ryan. This action was despised by the other Alphas as they itched to claw the traitors faces off.

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