Alpha’s Hidden Obsession By Misha K
Chapter 136 A Golden Wolf (Damon POV)
All my warriors were tired after fighting a battle with the Howlers in the north. The news that Nash had attacked us from the south was simply too disturbing.
A full-blown war had erupted. Even though my warriors were tired, they were doing their best to combat the Howlers. I could see Nash about a hundred meters from me tackling my warriors. The cracking sound of bones merged with other sounds as I delivered another blow to one of the Howlers who was trying to claw my torso.
His brain rattled before he fell on the ground in a mess of flesh and bones, with a loud growl. At the same time Nash punched one of my warriors across the jaw, nearly dislocating it. His head snapped around and blood sprayed on the ground. The warrior fell on the ground with a thud, going unconscious. Being an Alpha and that too highly skilled and most powerful, I was able to dodge their attacks. No one had been able to claw me even once.
Nash spun around and our gazes locked. Murderous energy flowed between us and all I wanted was to sever his head from his torso and drink his blood.
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Rage seethed inside me. In all my life I hadn’t seen this kind of madness. Either Nash was too egoistic or he was using the opportunity to take over his pack as well as mine. Rage I was the only emotion that was surging through me. Rage over the fact that he was mindlessly doing all this when we could just coexist in peace. He wanted this battle only to prove to me that I had taken the wrong step by wooing my mate and that even if he rejected her, he had the first stake I in claiming her. Bastard! Poppy was mine and he would never ever get her. I knew that he was using Cynthia. I wondered if Cynthia knew that he was using her.
With that rage seething inside me, I lunged towards Nash as he lunged towards me, but there was a distance of hundred meters between us and over a hundred warriors to deal with I on each side. His wolves attacked me all over again and he was attacked by mine.
I slashed the wolf in front of me as I picked up another one and hurled him at the two who charged at me. I spun, half shifted and kicked the flank of two wolves. They were tossed in the air and landed some thirty feet away. With a roar, I shifted into my wolf and then chaos ensued.
Between me and Nash, I kept on killing and clawing and snapping the enemy, however, it just didn’t end. Soon I realized that my warriors were getting tired. They started falling one by one. I didn’t understand how there were so many enemy warriors we were against. Suddenly, I remembered that two Alphas whom I had called to join me had defected. But my force was any day larger than them combined, then why was it that the enemy was gaining on us?
I opened my mind link with my gamma and asked him to carry those who were still surviving back to the pack. I wanted them to get healed because at least they had a chance to live and they weren’t doing anything here.
Killian’s voice floated in my mind. ‘Alpha, we are falling behind. Should we retreat?’
‘What is the situation like overall?’ I asked him as I mauled a Howler and sank my teeth in his neck, snapping his carotid.
‘It is gruesome. Nash’s warriors had come prepared for this attack. I feel that they have silver hidden in their claws somewhere because the moment they attack us, our warriors fall!’
I shifted back as panic surged through me. So, Nash was being sneaky. No wonder my warriors were falling so fast. Usually werewolves recovered very fast, but my people were not recovering. Instead, they were falling unconscious. Fury blasted in my chest. Nash was using silver and it was banned.
I narrowed my eyes and studied his warriors and when the sun glinted on their paws, I saw how they would shift with silver jutting out of their claws while they lunged at my men.
I clenched my jaws. This had to go to the tribunal but right now all I did was to open my mind link with my warriors. ‘Dodge the enemy when it lunges at you. They have silver hidden in their claws.’
There was a gasp, while some growled at how Nash deceived us, but they agreed in unison. I asked Killian to inform all our allies as well.
We continued to fight against them for the next two hours and our numbers kept dwindling. Things were getting out of h*and and if this continued, I was sure that we would fall. The great Umbra pack would fall in the h*ands of the Howlers. At the back of my mind, I was relieved that Poppy wasn’t here. At least she was safe.
I wanted my men to take some rest, but I knew that Nash was not going to let us take rest. He and his men had become all the more aggressive. How long could I hold, I didn’t know. There was blood and mayhem all around me and there was no escape.
When the sun was above us, I knew that we were down so much that our numbers were less than Nash’s warriors. The hundred meters between us was reduced to fifty meters and now there were more of Howlers than Umbras and other packs. Five Howlers lunged at me. They shifted midair. Their claws elongated and I knew that all of them were aiming at me. I was tired and I knew that if I couldn’t dodge them, they would gash me deep with silver.
As I glared at them, ready for the attack, embracing myself for the last day of my life, memories of Poppy flashed across my mind. Was she pregnant? A smile played across my l*ips and then with renewed energy I braced myself for the attack when all at once, in a blur of a motion, a golden wolf came in front of me, killing two Howlers with her teeth and claws.