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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.

Talon don’t want to live and act like rogues, then why don’t you just f*cking go back to

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

everyone questioning

what to do, Georgia, or you’ll find yourself in the sort of trouble you

a bit, like she wanted to

and told her,

trorted off back toward our camp. It was a

of the northern tier. I needed my territory expanded, and I needed more rogues to join us, because Rosalie was here and my son was further north. Anyone who wanted to get to them

I’d first arrived here, even with our loss of numbers on the battlefield, and I had far

one thing I wanted… was

shift into my human form and get dressed. I examined the necklace. The moment /

and the clasp was made of

her a flower crown. Sooner or later, I would make her a real

to her tent and picked up some wild

state she’d been in for quite a few days. The uncontrollable anger towards the world seemed to dissipate, and my

do whatever was needed to

I said, waiting for her to turn

didn’t, so I proceeded into the tent and sat next to her

were focused on the wall, away from me. The last time I’d heard her speak

a few days

you something.” Taking the flowers,

times and then look down at them. “Flowers?” she asked me, like she wasn’t sure

told her, and I picked

dodge like usual, and her whole body was rigid like

“And this.” I held the

her eyelid a little, but again, there was no emotion

I told

stared at me

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

her hand to touch the gifts on her lap. “Rosalie, don’t

the fresh flowers slowly filled the air. Gradually,

gently caressing the petals. Then

you like them?” | asked

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

want you to

to be happy? Don’t

still mad at me, but I

bring me

tried my best not

“What the heck

words hurt. I had hoped she’d like the gifts, but she didn’t seem to care at all. She looked away from