Chapter 135
[ALPHA DOMINIC’s Point of View]
I was trapped.
I wanted to return to the pack manor so bad, but I couldn’t leave the eastern gates. How many days have we been under attack by the Black Claws? Five days? Had it been a week already? Liam couldn’t fight and manage this barracks with me because I wanted him to focus on guarding the twins. There was no one I could trust and rely on but Liam.
I looked outside the tent, exhausted and with heavy eyes. I haven’t had any sleep for three days. Everything here was chaotic—a battlefield full of dead bodies. One massive explosion brought down a portion of the wall, preventing me from leaving the place, and even though I wanted to go back to Samantha so badly, a minute of me being gone from this place would take the whole pack down. There was no way I could let that happen.
The worst thing that could happen was for these bastards to enter my turf and destroy everything. But I was more concerned for the twins and Samantha. Once they entered the place, I knew my family would be their first target.
So as long as I can hold them away from the gates, I would do everything, even if it meant I had to die in the process.
“Alpha!”
I stood at the edge of my sleeping cot and watched as the worried face of one of my Gamma commanders approached me. “What is it?” I asked, and feathers appeared as my jaws tightened. “Are they not stopping yet?”
“There are new troops on the other side of the forest that are gathering, Alpha. And according to our intelligence estimate, around five thousand more troops are marching toward us,” he stated with a pale face.
All my forces had been fighting tirelessly since a part of the wall was destroyed to hold back the enemies. I could feel their morale getting weakened as days passed, and we couldn’t do anything to close that giant gap in the wall. We made twice, thrice an attempt to block the hole, but we needed a gigantic boulder to close it.