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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.

and act like rogues, then why don’t

shocked at my snarky comment, “Ethan, what

everyone questioning me

eyes at her. ‘Stop trying to tell me what to do, Georgia, or you’ll find yourself in the

opened her mouth a bit, like she wanted to speak,

mouth and told her, ‘Do whatever the f*ck you

back toward our camp. It was a long way from there since

to have full 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 who wanted to get to them needed to first be able to

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

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

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

highest quality, and the clasp was made

Sooner or later, I

my way to her tent and picked up some wild flowers in

few days. The uncontrollable anger towards the world seemed to dissipate, and

needed to snap her out of

waiting for her to turn and look

into the tent and sat next to her on the cot, facing

the wall, away from me. The last time I’d heard

was a few days

Taking the flowers, I held them under her

and then look down at them. “Flowers?”

I picked one out to put it

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

I held the necklace out for her to

but

pearl necklace,” I told

stared at me

the flowers on her lap, and the necklace on top of the flowers,

the gifts on her lap. “Rosalie, don’t

flowers slowly filled the air. Gradually, her eyes seemed to focus back

caressing the

them?” |

It seemed that it took her some

you to be

your prisoner to be happy? Don’t you think you’ve

know you’re still mad at me, but I

long as you bring me gifts, I will

tight, tried my best

heck is wrong with

but she didn’t seem to care at