Chapter 330
Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen
330 Another Wave
Selma Payneâs POV:
What welcomed him was Aldrichâs punch that he didnât hold back at all. This punch knocked out one of his front teeth.
After transforming back into his human form, Aldrich grabbed Lockeâs neck and said gloomily, âMind your words, stray dog. Even if you lose your tongue, I have a hundred ways to get the information I want from you.â
I didnât want to stop him. I even wanted to give this lecher another punch so his gums would be symmetrical.
âIn the name of the werewolf pack and the Supreme Court, youâre under arrest, Locke. Youâre charged with organizing a terrorist organization, attacking packs, kidnapping children, carrying out an evil sacrifice, and intentional assault and murder.â
I coldly announced Lockeâs crimes. I wrapped him up in the river to prevent him from playing any more dirty tricks.
âYou have the right to remain silent, but...â I spat halfway. âLet me save those beautiful words and get straight to the point â a sc*mbag like you wonât have a good end. Even the death penalty is too easy for you.â
Locke laughed out loud, and with his bruised face, he looked comical and evil.
âDead? Youâre a na?ve little girl, Your Majesty. Do you think a desperado who licks blood on the blade like me would be afraid of torture or death?â His expression flickered with undisguised contempt and disdain. âIf youâre lucky enough to serve the devil for even a day, youâll understand how worthless torture is.â
I was unmoved by his crazy words.
âYou think youâve won? What a joke. How could a mortalâs every move escape the eyes of a god? Sheâs watching us in the dark. Your pursuit and my escape are her toys.â Lockeâs eyes contained a strange fanaticism. âHow proud, how charming? Do you understand? The tragedy of being her toy, the honor of being her toy, and the pleasure of being her toy!â
âYouâre a lunatic, a retard, or a pervert.â New Flow stopped him from talking. I said, âIâve never heard of anyone sacrificing a toy to themselves. Iâll find out what youâre up to. Save your energy for now. I hope you can also get erect against rusty torture tools, Mr. Pervert.â
I stomped hard on his bulging crotch and ignored his sudden pained expression. I then signaled for everyone to return to the camp. Tonightâs pursuit had ended successfully.
Locke was a stubborn guy. After a night of interrogation, he didnât say anything. Master Kevin tried to use witchcraft to get information. Still, he encountered the same problem that Master Mary had encountered with Adele. A layer of spiritual defense firmly protected Lockeâs spiritual world, and any strong attack would immediately turn Locke into a fool.
The plan to interrogate the soul had also failed. Leviathan obviously had a strong desire to control its minions, and evil forces tightly sealed Lockeâs soul. Like the spiritual world, once the evil force felt threatened, it would immediately destroy Lockeâs soul.
At this point, the Spring Rain Pack couldnât get him to talk anymore. We had to send Locke back to the Lycan pack for further interrogation.
Therefore, Aldrich personally sent this criminal, who could not afford any mistakes, on his way.
The rescued orphans would receive treatment under the royal familyâs arrangement, and the carefully selected good families were waiting for new members to join.
The morning wind brought the smell of moist soil. I reluctantly bid farewell to Aldrich and watched him leave.
Going back to a few months ago, I would never have thought that my honeymoon would be so strange. In the past few months, we didnât have many intimate activities. Most of our energy was spent on the Spring Rain Pack and the wanderers hiding in the dark.
Although it was a bit of a pity, neither Aldrich nor I were crazy about love. Rather than doing nothing but eating, drinking, and having fun, we preferred to enrich ourselves with experience. Who said that working together for a cause wasnât a great romance?
In short, the matter of the wanderers had finally ended.
However, I didnât have time to rest as I still had a huge problem in the elven territory.
I spoke to my father again and learned from him that the Elf King had sent people to rescue the fallen cities, but water couldnât extinguish a fire nearby. It would take some time to get from the capital to the border, no matter how fast they were. Who knew how the devilâs power would contaminate many elven civilians while the reinforcements were on their way, so even the elven race still needed our help?
Only a fool would refuse such a favor. Furthermore, I wasnât so cold-blooded as to watch innocent civilians being killed. Thus, after sending off Aldrich, I didnât stop to count the troops and prepare to set off for the rescue.
The work of the Spring Rain Pack was gradually going on track, so I was very assured to hand it over to the interim government.
Before I left, I left Jordin and Emma as my representatives, as usual.
The Spring Rain Pack had been gradually established, and people constantly saw its value. It was not surprising that more and more people fish in troubled waters and harm others for their own benefit.
My expression was serious, and the girlsâ expressions also became serious.