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Chapter 169 Talon’s Punishment

**Ethan’s POV

‘Alpha, the battle is over.” Talon reported.

We were attacked again, but my men fought hard, and the border of my territory expanded.

This time, I had a feeling we weren’t just fighting against a group of rogues. We also encountered well-trained military forces. It might have been James’s men, but my instincts told me there were also other forces out there. Someone more dangerous.

Nevertheless, it didn’t matter because all wolves looked the same to me-especially the dead ones.

The battle waged through an abandoned village near our camp, and as Georgia and I chased the remaining wolves through town, Talon, who was back on the other side of the village, reported our victory,

Talon, take those captives over into the woods and dispatch them,’ I told him, catching up to a wolf that was running with a small bag in his mouth. I knocked him onto the ground and tore out his throat in one fluid motion, leaving him reflexively jerking as the bag fell from his mouth.

Georgia jumped off my back and whistled. She picked up the bag on the ground and asked curiously, “What was so important that he’d tried to run away with it?”

‘Alpha,’ Talon said back, using the mindlink, ‘it’s against the warriors’ code for us to take their lives.’

A wave of irritation washed over me. Who did my Beta think he was, trying to tell me what was and was not acceptable?

‘Talon, I gave you an order,’ I reiterated.

‘I understand, sir,’ he replied. ‘But some of these prisoners may be King James’s men, if they catch wind of it.’

‘And?’ I asked him. ‘Talon, do as I say, now!’

First, all I knew was they were mingled amongst rogues, so they shouldn’t be treated differently from rogues. Second, they should’ ve known their fate when they chose to attack me first,

I had no patience to debate with Talon, so I cut the mindlink off. He knew what had been asked of him.

“Everything okay?” Georgia asked me, breathing heavily from the run.

| nodded. ‘Everything is fine. Or else it better be.

Georgia had opened the bag. It was filled with jewelry. Valuable loot like this wasn’t commonly seen, but I had little interest.

However, before I turned to walk away, a pearl necklace caught my attention.

“We should figure out where he took this from and give it back,” Georgia noted.

| sneered

“What?” She was puzzled at my reaction.

Talon, Georgia, or others… they still thought they were heroes to bring justice? We were f*cking rogues, no different than the other savages that we had just killed.

act like rogues, then why don’t you just

my snarky comment, “Ethan, what the f*ck is wrong

everyone questioning me

‘Stop trying to tell me what to do, Georgia, or you’ll find yourself in the sort of

bit, like she wanted to speak, but she

with my mouth and told her,

camp. It was a long way from

tier. I needed my territory expanded, and I needed more rogues to join us, because Rosalie

with our loss of numbers on the battlefield, and I had far more

though, when the one thing I wanted… was

and get dressed. I examined the necklace. The moment / saw it, I thought of my Rosalie. Pure

pearls were of the highest quality, and the

her a flower crown. Sooner or later, I

tent and picked up some wild

entered her tent, I found her in the same near-catatonic state she’d been in for quite a few days. The uncontrollable anger towards the world seemed to dissipate, and my heart felt heavy in my chest

needed to

said, waiting for her to turn and

tent and sat next to her on

didn’t even move. Her eyes were focused on the wall, away from me. The last time I’d heard her speak was when I took her out to tell her people to leave her be,

a

you something.” Taking the flowers, I

and then look down at them. “Flowers?” she asked me,

right,” I told her, and I picked one out to put

didn’t dodge like usual, and her whole body was rigid like she

the necklace out for

a little, but

pearl necklace,” I told

stared at

and the necklace on top of the flowers, but she was like a soulless doll; she didn’t fight,

the gifts on her

slowly filled the air. Gradually,

over the flowers, gently caressing the petals. Then they

like them?”

and looked at me. She hadn’t spoken for a few days. It seemed that it took her some time to get used to talking

you to be

to be happy? Don’t

you’re still mad at me,

long as you bring me gifts, I will happily

lips tight, tried my best not to argue with

“What the heck is wrong with

she didn’t seem to care