Chapter 26 âIsnât that what you noblemen taught me? What do slaves account to? Theyâre the cheapest lives in this world! Otherwise, why did my parents die? Why?!â Peter roared. âMy brother and I went through so many difficulties to get rid of our slave identity and became warriors, yet he died because of a weak slave like you! Heâs dead! Dead! I want all of you to be buried with him! I want the entire Cold Moon Pack to suffer retribution!â Peterâs eyes were completely bloodshot. He had been completely consumed by hatred.
I stood up. I didnât know about his childhood experience. I couldnât comfort him because his experience was ten times more miserable than mine.
Enzo frowned, then hesitated before instructing Kyle, âUntie him. Exile him.â Kyle seemed to disapprove of this decision, but he untied Peter anyway.
Enzo took my hand to leave. However, no one expected the man lying on the ground with a pained expression to suddenly shift into a brown wolf. He bared his fangs and leaped towards Enzo and me.
Enzo pulled me behind him, then shifted only his arm and easily drove his wolf claws through the brown wolfâs chest.
All of this happened in a short span of ten seconds.
The brown wolfâs bright red blood splattered Enzo and me in the face. The warm liquid sprayed to my face, and I stared at the scene with eyes wide in disbelief.
Enzo shook off the brown wolf and threw him to the side. The brown wolf wasnât breathing anymore.
Enzoâs face was sullen, and my heart was heavy as well.
He led me towards the woods. Perhaps getting in touch with some fresh air would help us both relax.
âAndrea.â Enzo suddenly stopped. He turned to look at me, then raised his arm to wipe the bloodstains from my face.
âDo you trust me?â he asked me.
âWhat?â
âTrust that one day Iâll change this situation. Iâll make sure everyone can work in a dignified manner instead of living as slaves who have lost their human rights.â
I stared at him. âThatâll be hard. You know that youâre going to face the protest from countless people. Losing their slaves is the same as exploiting their properties. Theyâll go against you for sure.â
âI know, but Iâm not afraid.â Enzoâs gaze was determined as he held my hand and asked, âWill you help me?â
âHave you forgotten that Iâm also a slave? Iâm not capable.â
I lowered my head and looked at my toes.
âNo.â Enzo pulled me into his arms. âYouâll be my Luna. Iâll give you all the rights a Luna has.â My blood boiled at the thought.
Initially, I always thought that this life of mine would only be for serving Alpha Michaelâs family and keeping Melissa company.
Then, I met Enzo. I thought my destiny was to be his mate. To be the woman that warms his bed and gives birth to his heir.
None of those things made me happy.
It was only at this moment, when Enzo held me and asked if I would help him change this old and rotten system, that I finally found the meaning of life.
I hugged him back.
âIâll help you.â
I could hear my determination in my answer to him.
A few days later, Enzo and I were on our way back to the Cold Moon Pack. It was also the day when I finally left the land I had lived in for nineteen years.
I sat in the back of Enzoâs black Bentley, watching the scenery outside flash before my eyes. A disappointing feeling welled up in my heart.
Even though I had suffered a lot in these nineteen years, I only realized that I still had some attachment towards the land I had been born and raised in when I was leaving.
Enzo held my hand. âDonât be sad. The Cold Moon Packâs scenery is also beautiful. Iâll bring you to the sea of tulips when the time comes. Iâm sure youâll like it.â
I nodded.
He leaned over to kiss me, but I blocked his lips with my hands. He raised his eyebrows. âDidnât you say youâd stay with me? You wonât even let me kiss you?â
âThatâs not the same. I promised to help you overthrow the slavery system. I didnât promise-â âDidnât promise what?â Enzo cut me off. âYouâre already in my car and going home with me. You promised me everything.â Then, he simply acted like a rascal and quickly pecked me on the lips while I wasnât paying attention.
I rubbed my forehead in an exasperated manner.
The return trip was long, and I got a little carsick. I wanted to lean back against the seat to take a nap, but a heavy head suddenly landed on my shoulder before I could close my eyes.
I looked at Enzo, who was in a deep sleep on my shoulder and was a little confused.
âBecause we were leaving, Enzo has been talking to Michael about how weâre going to handle the Silver Mountain Pack for the past few days. Heâs also been accompanying you at night and hasnât had a good nightâs sleep in a while,â Kyle explained from the front seat.
I smiled but said nothing, in case I woke Enzo up.
I fell asleep as the car drove towards Enzoâs residence, leaning my head against Enzoâs, resting on my shoulder.
When we arrived at our destination, Enzo got out of the car first before opening the car door for me. I got out of the car to see a luxurious villa greet me and was shocked.
I knew that the Cold Moon Pack was powerful, but I felt I had underestimated just how powerful they were when I saw Enzoâs villa.
The villa was comparable to an ancient fortress. It was simply splendid. We arrived at night, so the entire villa was lit up. It was as bright as a full moon. âCome on,â Enzo said as he took my hand. It felt like I had walked into a fairytale castle in my dreams when the doors opened. Many servants were standing on both sides of the path. They bowed with lowered heads when they saw Enzo and me and said, âWelcome home, Alpha, Luna.â I had to cover my mouth at this incredible scene.
Enzo leaned closer to me and whispered, âDonât misunderstand. Theyâre not slaves.â
âThen, what are they?â
âTheyâre all people who lived in poverty. I brought them here to take care of the villa and my daily necessities. They receive salary and also off days.â âDo you need so many people to wait on you?â âI donât, but the villa is huge. There are gardens, a swimming pool, a golf course, and many other places. Just hiring one or two people wouldnât be able to handle all of it,â Enzo said in a matter-of-fact voice. It seemed that I wasnât thinking too far ahead. âIt seems that I need to get reacquainted with you,â I whispered back. âDid you just realize what a great husband youâve got?â Enzo raised an eyebrow smugly. I had nothing to say in response.