Chapter 77
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Third Person’s POV
Velda’s face turned pale. “What? Repay you in kind? ”
She was all too aware of her past actions.
The Western Tribes‘ werewolf general led over a hundred warriors into battle, fighting fiercely.
After clashing with Velda’s forces, they killed several of her men before the general seized an opportunity
to escape.
To find him, she’d ordered the massacre of several towns near the Bloodscar Border, suspecting he was hiding among regular wolves.
She felt she had to find this man. On one hand, she wanted to avenge her fallen comrades. On the other , she aimed to boost her own reputation.
She thought killing ten ordinary wolves was nothing compared to capturing a general.
But after capturing him, he arrogantly accused her of violating the pact between the kingdoms, slaughtering innocents.
He cursed her viciously, condemning the massacre as unforgivable and claiming it would anger the Moon Goddess. He cursed Velda and her pack, saying they’d face her divine punishment.
Because of these vile curses, she decided to punish him severely.
He had cursed her, saying she’d be punished by the Moon Goddess and sent to hell, hadn’t he?
So she decided to make him suffer first. She ordered his castration.
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Her men further humiliated him by urinating on him, trying to silence his venomous words.
But the general was resilient and continued to curse despite the torture.
This enraged her, and she had him taught a lesson.
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Velda had him stabbed with a wolfsbane–dipped dagger, causing wounds that wouldn’t heal.
The subordinate didn’t hold back,but she felt the wolf general deserved it.
After all, his curses were so vicious that anyone would want to retaliate.
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But she never expected Solanke to rush to the Bloodscar Border with over ten thousand Western Tribes‘ soldiers and surround her.
After seeing the tortured general, Solanke offered peace, demanding only the general’s release.
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The Western Tribes promised not to cross the border and only asked for the release of their captured general in return.
For Velda , this was a golden opportunity.
Typically, border negotiations required discussions between the highest –ranking werewolf officers or even the Lycan King’s intervention.)
But the Western Tribes made concessions, not mentioning the village massacres and guaranteeing never to report them to Lycan Erasmus or Alpha Zander.
All they asked was the release of their tortured general. Velda could easily take credit for the peace treaty , with the Western Tribes backing down and even covering up her war crimes.
It was a huge benefit for her–a done deal.
She’d thought the Western Tribes were easy to deal with.
When they appeared on the southern border , she’d sensed the general’s unusual status . Solanke was honorable; the Western Tribes hadn’t crossed the Bloodscar Border.
But they sought revenge on the southern border, where the Dragon Ash Wolf Kingdom’s presence was still contested.
Now, with a cold blade at her throat, Velda trembled.
She was force–fed wolfsbane juice.
The burning taste overwhelmed her.
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She was terrified to find her wolf weakening and unresponsive to her mental pleas.
She pricked her ears, listening for approaching wolves, but heard nothing. The sounds of battle were far off, barely audible.
She realized Ulrik wouldn’t reach her in time and might even be captured himself.
Solanke wouldn’t have mobilized just to capture her.
Panic set in. She blurted out, “Capturing me won’t help. It wasn’t me who defeated you on the southern border. It was Alpha Lance and Adelaide.”
She continued, “Adelaide, Alpha Bentley’s daughter. Alpha Bentley once guarded the Bloodscar Border. His arrival on the southern front led to your defeat.”
“She killed many of your wolves. You should target her–she’s your real enemy!”
Velda screamed, then panted.
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Lycan Dominic of the Western Tribes, his icy gaze like cold wind, waved off the blade.
As Velda thought her words had worked, Dominic suddenly slapped her hard.
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