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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

and shocked at my snarky comment, “Ethan,

was everyone questioning me

at her. ‘Stop trying to tell me what to do, Georgia, or you’ll find yourself in the sort of trouble you don’t need

her mouth a bit, like she wanted to

white pearl necklace up with my mouth and told her, ‘Do whatever the

our camp. It was a

tontrol 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

larger now than they had been when I’d first arrived here, even with our loss of numbers on the battlefield, and

mattered, though, when the one thing I wanted… was so distant

into my tent to shift into my human form and get dressed. I examined the necklace. The moment / saw it, I thought of

of the highest quality, and

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

my way to her tent and picked up some wild flowers

found her in the same near-catatonic state she’d been in for quite a few days. The uncontrollable

whatever was needed to snap her out of

for her to turn and look

tent and sat next to her on the cot, facing

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

a

you something.” Taking the flowers, I held them under

action got her to blink a few times and then look down at

told her, and I picked one out to put it behind her

and her whole body was rigid like she was

“And this.” I held the necklace out for her

but again, there was no emotion there.

necklace,” I told her. “Isn’t it

at

on her lap, and the necklace on top of the flowers, but she was like a soulless doll;

the gifts on her

of the fresh flowers slowly filled the air.

gently caressing the petals. Then they brushed

you like them?”

she lifted her gaze and looked at me. She hadn’t spoken for a few days. It seemed that it took her some time

you

Don’t you think

you’re still mad at me,

bring me gifts, I

tight, tried my best not to

the heck is

the gifts, but she didn’t seem to