Chapter 326
Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen
326 Rainy Night
The wanderersâ POV:
With the construction, the nightlife of the spring rain pack had gradually become richer. The heavy atmosphere of death was leaving this Land of Hope and was replaced by endless vitality and energy.
Under the cover of midnight and the shadows, a team of werewolves was sneaking around the hidden corner of the Spring Rain Pack. They were travel-worn and had extraordinary skills. Their fierce faces were full of shrewdness and hostility, and each had a strong evil aura and bloody smell, making hiding an extremely difficult thing.
âDamn it. I told you this wasnât reliable. I was right!â One of the short and strong werewolves spat angrily. âWe were all f*cking tricked by that old thing! He said he wouldnât have to worry about food and water for the rest of his life after this big deal, but now heâs almost losing his life!â
His companion had the same thought. âIâm going to run away after this. Thereâs no place for us in the werewolfâs territory. Itâs better to sneak into human society and have some fun. Thatâs not the werewolfâs territory, and itâs beyond their reach. They canât control how I spend my time there!â
They only exchanged a few words occasionally. This group of people had fierce looks but also fear on their faces. They only dared to say harsh words to boost each otherâs courage.
Their leader led the way in silence. Occasionally, neon lights would flash across his face under the hood of his hoodie, making the hideous scars look like they were oozing blood.
He interrupted everyone, âBe serious. Weâll talk at the border. Otherwise, you might not even live to see the sun tomorrow, let alone run to human society.â
This person was very prestigious among the stray werewolves. Although not everyone respected him, no one dared to challenge his authority.
The clouds in the sky gathered, and after a few claps of thunder, the autumn rain quietly fell.
The sudden rain caught the people off guard. The workers on duty rushed out to cover the building materials exposed in the air with a tarp, and the pedestrians on the night tour rushed to the buildings on the side to avoid the rain. The street was in a state of panic, and the wanderers had no choice but to temporarily stop their advance and hide in an empty corner to avoid being seen.
When it rains, it pours. Even the taciturn leader of the wanderers could not help but complain, âDamn the weather, itâs troubling me on purpose!â
A few of the stray werewolves were exhausted. They hesitantly put down the backpacks on their shoulders and asked their leader, âBoss, this thing is useless now, right? Our brothers are tired from carrying the monsters. Why donât we leave them? We canât connect with the other side now, so bringing these burdens will only add to the pressure.â
He opened his backpack, and a few strange small wooden sculptures were inside. These wood carvings were sculpted into the shape of children. The technique was rough, but they exuded an aura of despair and horror.
The leader looked at the werewolf who spoke and said nothing, but the werewolf who spoke shuddered. He silently closed his backpack and put it back on his shoulder, no longer saying anything.
A few minutes later, the street was quiet again, and only the rain could be heard.
âLetâs go,â the leader ordered. âRun as fast as you can. Stay alert. Somethingâs not right.â
The wanderers started running, and a few asked, âWhat happened, boss? Has someone discovered us?â
âThis pack is being watched everywhere. Idiots, they probably already knew that weâd infiltrated the city.â The leader said, âThereâs no one on the street now. Anyone whoâs out will be very conspicuous. This isnât a matter of being exposed or not, but we have no other choice. Itâs only a matter of time before weâre exposed. Run with all your might if you donât want to die!â
Just as the leader had said, a few minutes later, a force that was obviously from the regular army began to track the stray werewolves brazenly. This made everyone feel uneasy. The leader tried to change his route to shake off the pursuers, but it was useless.
âWhat do we do, boss?â The timid wanderer began to tremble. âItâs the army. It must be the army! Theyâve discovered us. There is only a handful of us, and we have no chance of winning against them!â
âStop your f*cking nonsense and run!â The leader gave him a hard slap. âYou can either run for your life or stay behind to cover our brothers. Itâs your choice, you coward!â
The wanderers fled with all their might, but to the pursuers, it was like a turtle in a jar. Soon, they found that the pursuers appeared from different directions one after another, obviously forcing them to shrink their activity circle.
âMotherf*ckers!â
Seeing that the situation wasnât good, the leader cursed in his heart and asked his subordinates to throw away the wooden sculptures in their backpacks. Then, he took out a bottle of scarlet liquid with the smell of the sea and poured it on the wooden sculptures.
âYou donât want these little brats anymore?â The subordinates were on tenterhooks.
âYouâre about to lose your life. Why do you still care about this?â the leader scolded. âWeâll catch new ones when they run away. Itâs more important to escape now!â
They abandoned their burdens and fled into the distance. The wooden sculptures left behind were gradually penetrated by the scarlet liquid, twisting and expanding and finally turning into living children.
Raindrops fell on the childrenâs faces, and the cold made them gradually open their eyes.