Her Vengeful Lycan Alpha

Chapter Hundred-Thirty-Six – Baxtard

Sorren dropped the hand running through his hair, he turned to him. "Well, hello, Baxtard. Long time."

He squinted his eyes on seeing the boy’s long blonde hair had reduced to his ears length. "And you look worse than I remember." He flung his long hair to his back.

Baxter strolled to the Prince, swinging a sword in hand. He had a tall frame, with muscular arms and legs.

"I will give it to you." He nodded at his words. "You actually looked better than when we last met but it’s probably because you did nothing, like always."

If he had joined the last war, then he must have gotten his first scar, but his skin was still smooth like a baby’s.

"Indeed." Sorren agreed. "Still, that’s no way to talk to your Prince. A head bow and greeting should come first."

Baxter huffed, coming in front of Sorren. "You are just few months older than me. Don’t expect me to glorify you just because you are the King’s son."

"Shouldn’t that be why you should glorify me?" Sorren sighed. Like Sigma, this one didn’t care about ranks and spoke as he liked. But then, he was all bark, unlike Sigma.

Baxter continued his taunts. "And I hear you’d be in charge of this place? Can you really handle it?"

Sorren looked up. He barely had any leadership skills and mainly forced or manipulated others to do his bidding. But it shouldn’t be that way with his own people.

"Good question. If I have to lead idiots like you for long, I’m afraid my brain will rot. I have no choice though."