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Chapter 613

Chapter 113 : Breles Destroyed

*Xander*

It was full night now, and the sounds of battle were echoing through the desolate streets as I followed three armor-clad wolves through the outskirts of Breles, followed by John and Colton, the three of us still in our human forms and decked out in knives, swords, and spears.

In some ways, wolves were at a disadvantage against the vampires. Vampires were fast and agile, and could easily subdue even the fastest wolf. But wolves had an advantage–their senses. They would sniff out the hives, and their sense of sight was far superior to the vampires, even in the dark.

While in battle, the warriors were working in teams, one man assigned to one warrior in their wolf form. The wolves would draw out the vampires, and their partners would finish the job with their wooden blades and spears.

It was a messy business, and hundreds if not thousands of the allied forces had been killed.

We were lurking in the shadows of the commercial buildings near the front lines. The three wolves guiding us through the dark were only a few paces in front of us, their noses working overtime as they led us around the main battle, away from the conflict.

I wasn’t sure how much farther we had to travel before we reached the edge of the city. Once we reached the open fields outside of Breles, once dedicated to farmland that was little more than ash now, we’d ride on the backs of the three wolves all the way to Crimson Creek.

I’d chosen my best warriors for this reason, those strong and hearty wolves who were trained for endurance rather than technique in combat. John and Colton were an example of my warriors who had hand-to-hand, or snout-to-snout, combat experience and training. In their wolf forms, they were lean and agile. But their real power was in their human forms, each of them quick-footed and capable with a variety of weapons. I needed every skill set imaginable to make it to Crimson Creek.

The group of wolves halted abruptly and we nearly tripped over them. They turned around, snarling at the darkened alleyway behind us as frantic footsteps echoed through the narrow space.

I raised my hand to command the wolves to settle as Oliver approached.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I growled in a low whisper. Oliver clapped me on the shoulder, leaning at the waist to catch his breath.

“I’m going with you.”

“No. I’m not risking you, Oliver. You’re one of the princes–”

“Do you think I give a f**k? Adrian and I have made the journey to Crimson Creek before, remember, when you got swooped up by that winged beast? You guys have no f*****g clue where you’re going, but I do. I’m not arguing about this. I’m going.”

as one wolf’s ears pricked up and it turned its head to the

need to move,” the wolf said

with us following behind, Oliver walking nearly shoulder to shoulder with me as he glanced back at John and Colton, sizing them

neck to get a full view of John. John was taller

up,” I hissed, and Oliver snorted, turning toward the

before the wolves came to an

vampire before I saw them, a group of four or five running out of a shopfront with their cloaks trailing in their wake. One of them stopped and looked right at us, his elongated fangs gleaming in the moonlight. The wolves stood guard in front

of movement. The wolves scattered as they were told to do in this situation,

hair gleaming like embers in the moonlight as he bellowed,

vampire turned into

however, and knocked the first wooden blade out of my hand before I could use it

hanging heavy at my waist. The air swooshed around it as I swung it through the night, pointing it at the vampire. The vampire smirked, actually smirked as it took a step forward and ran a finger along the

of the way, his speed too great. Thus began what felt like a long, drawn-out dance as I battled with the vampire. John and Colton were battling with another exceedingly stealthy vampire behind me, and Oliver…. He’d gone completely

He hissed in pain, screeching as his severed arm fell to the ground. I

turned to where John and Colton were subduing their foe. Colton delivered the final, deathly blow with a wooden blade through the vampire’s

Oliver, panting as I watched him and the wolves tear into the two vampires, and in a blink of an

ash and vampire blood, black as ink, across his face. He turned to us

an animal,” John

as I made my way toward

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us the whole of Findali. His finger moved along the now abandoned central highway

to get a better look at the map. We were sheltered by the tall, dry grasses that grow along the highway, roughly a mile from where the battle was still taking place on the outskirts of Breles. I could see the fire burning along

camp. Getting through the city had been slow going and difficult, and our group had battled an astounding number of vampires

we rested, at least for

for tore at my soul,

Creek by dusk if we don’t stop,” Oliver continued, glancing up from

village and destroy the