Chapter 149: No Mercy
LUCIAN’S P.O.V.
The battlefield was unnaturally silent after Edmond’s words hung in the air, heavy as an executioner’s blade. The scent of blood and wet earth combined with the metallic tang of betrayal, and I tightened my jaw as I turned toward the familiar voice. Edmond. His presence sliced through the tension like a jagged knife, and though I couldn’t see him, his aura pressed against mine—challenging, mocking, and strangely amused.
Ares growled low in my mind, his rage mirroring my own, but I held him back—for now.
I straightened my shoulders, my eyes gazing unseeingly toward Edmond’s voice. "What are you talking about?" I asked, keeping my tone steady, though the edges of my patience were fraying.
Edmond’s laugh was slow and deliberate, each chuckle clawing at my pride. "Ah, Lucian, always so composed. A few little birds in your pack whispered an intriguing tale to me. One I found... hard to believe. But curiosity got the better of me." He paused, and I could hear the smirk in his voice. "So, I had to orchestrate this meeting, didn’t I?"
The air turned colder. My own pack had betrayed me—welcomed danger into our home. The thought of it clawed angrily at my chest, but I filed it away. There would be time to deal with traitors later.
"And?" I asked, keeping my voice sharp, masking the storm building inside me. "What did these so-called birds tell you?"
Edmond didn’t hesitate. "That the infamous Lucian Blackwood, the Alpha feared by all, is blind."
Silence stretched between us. Ares snarled in my mind, his fury scorching. "We should tear him apart!" He growled, his voice dripping with bloodlust. "Show him and anyone else who thinks we’re weak what happens when they challenge the Moonpeak pack."