Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

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.

don’t want to live and act like rogues, then why don’t you

snarky comment, “Ethan, what the f*ck is wrong with

everyone questioning

Georgia, or you’ll find yourself in the sort of trouble you don’t need

bit, like she wanted to speak,

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

a long way from there

more rogues to join us, because Rosalie was here and my son

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

that mattered, though, when the one thing I

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

the highest quality, and the clasp

later, I would make her a real crown to

tent and picked up some

I found her in the same near-catatonic state she’d been in for quite a few days. The uncontrollable anger towards the world seemed to dissipate, and

whatever was needed

said, waiting for her to turn

into the tent and sat next to her

didn’t even move. Her eyes were focused on the wall, away from me. The last time I’d heard her speak was

was a

Taking the flowers, I

her to blink a few times and then look down at them. “Flowers?” she asked me, like she wasn’t sure what they

I picked one out to put it

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

“And this.” I held the necklace out for

little, but

necklace,” I told her.

stared at me

front of her, put down the flowers on her lap, and the necklace on top of the flowers, but

the gifts on her lap.

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

gently caressing the petals. Then they

like them?” |

a few days. It seemed that it took her

you to be

be happy? Don’t you think you’ve got the wrong

you’re still mad at me,

long as you bring me gifts, I will happily stay here with

my best

the heck is wrong

to care