Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

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.”

the retort as one wolf’s ears pricked up and it turned its head to the side, snout

said

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

a full view of John. John was taller than me by two inches,

I hissed, and Oliver snorted, turning toward the darkened street we were

more blocks 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 the

they were told to do in this situation, running wide

gleaming like embers in the moonlight as he bellowed, jumping into the air and slamming his full weight

vampire turned into a heap of ash and clothing as Oliver got to his feet and moved onto

wooden blade out of my hand before I could use it on him. I reared back, stumbling as the vampire snarled, his

through the night, pointing it at the vampire. The vampire smirked,

and Colton were battling with another exceedingly stealthy vampire behind me, and Oliver…. He’d gone completely feral as

as his severed arm fell to the ground. I swung again, grunting with effort as I brought

body dissolving into ash as I sheathed the sword and turned to where John and Colton were subduing their foe. Colton delivered the final, deathly blow

into the two vampires, and in a blink of an eye, the vampires disappeared into

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

an animal,”

forward, stepping over what was left of the vampires as I made my way toward Oliver and the wolves. “Come on. We have

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the whole of Findali. His finger

along the highway, roughly a mile from where the battle was still taking place on the outskirts of Breles. I could see the

through the city had been slow going and difficult, and our group had battled an astounding number of vampires before we

safe where we rested, at least for

we were waiting for

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

village and destroy the hives,” I