Alpha King’s pregnant Ex-Luna

The man was taken aback as he gazed into the deep, glowing gold eyes of Alpha Kilian, the formidable alpha of the pack. “Is it really you?” he asked in a steady voice.

Alpha Kilian locked eyes with him, his gaze piercing. “You recognize me?”

“We met at the hotel entrance,” the man replied, still unable to shake off the shock.

A small smirk formed at the corners of Alpha Kilian’s lips. “Ah, you have a good memory. Yes, it’s me.” His voice carried an air of dominance.

“What do you want?” the man questioned, his glare growing more intense.

Alpha Kilian narrowed his eyes, his wolfish nature seeping through. “What do you think?”

The man continued to stare, his expression cold and indifferent. “Do you realize the danger you’re playing with?”

In response, Alpha Kilian’s grip tightened around the gun in his hand, his feral instincts taking over. He aimed the weapon at the man’s temple. “Do you believe I can end your life with just one shot?”

Momentarily frozen, the man noticed the ease with which Alpha Kilian handled the weapon. Fear crept into his eyes as he finally recognized that Alpha Kilian was no ordinary being. “Who are you?” he asked, his voice trembling.

Alpha Kilian, still wearing an enigmatic smile, shrugged off the question. “That’s not important. Now, answer my questions. Speak the truth or you shall face dire consequences.”

The man scowled, defiance burning in his gaze, but he remained silent.

Noticing a distinct mark on the man’s body, Alpha Kilian growled lowly. “Who do you belong to? From which pack do you hail?”

“Are you from the Bloodmoon pack?” the man retorted, well aware of the longstanding feud between their packs.

Without a second thought, Alpha Kilian fired a shot into the man’s thigh.

“Cursed beast!” the man cursed through gritted teeth, clutching his injured leg. “I’ll rip you apart!”

Just as the man prepared to launch himself at Alpha Kilian in retaliation, the alpha swiftly aimed his gun at the man’s forehead. The man shot him a resentful glance but dared not make any sudden movements.

Alpha Kilian crouched down, his icy gaze unyielding. “I will ask the questions, and you will answer. Understood?”

The man stared back, the realization sinking in that he had no choice but to comply or face a gruesome end. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded.

“Tell me who you are and where you come from,” Alpha Kilian commanded, his voice laced with authority.

The man hesitated, his gaze flickering with uncertainty. Finally, reluctantly, he responded, “We are from the Midnight Fang pack, in the heart of the Forbidden Forest.”

“The Midnight Fang,” Alpha Kilian repeated, his voice tinged with intrigue. “A pack I’ve only heard whispers of. Why have you come here?”

The man’s scowl deepened as he mulled over his response. “We’re searching for our lost pack members. They vanished without a trace and we suspect it’s the work of a rival pack. We demand justice and vengeance!”

Alpha Kilian listened intently, a flicker of interest in his eyes. He pulled out his phone, examining a photo posted by the Shadow Seeker, a renowned hunter of the supernatural. Comparing the tattoo in the photo to the one on the man’s body, he questioned, “What about this tattoo?”

The man’s eyes widened in shock as he studied the photo. It left him momentarily speechless, unable to find words to match the revelation. Alpha Kilian, witnessing his reaction, realized that the man possessed knowledge about the tattoo. With a menacing glare, he warned, “Careful how you answer, for another bullet may find its mark.”

“I’ll tell you everything I know!” the man hastily volunteered, fear etched in his voice.

But before he could continue, a bullet whizzed past Alpha Kilian, narrowly missing him.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Seizing the opportunity, the wounded man scrambled to his feet and bolted, desperate to escape with his life.

Just as Alpha Kilian prepared to give chase, another gunshot echoed through the air. Fabian, his loyal packmate, quickly shouted, “Watch out, Alpha Morris!”

Reacting swiftly, Fabian tackled Alpha Kilian to the ground, shielding him from the danger.

“Are you unharmed, Alpha Morris? Did they hit you?” Fabian’s concern resonated in his voice. Alpha Kilian shook his head, his senses heightened as he searched for the sniper’s hiding place.

Meanwhile, Fabian’s keen eyes caught a faint crimson glow emanating from the fleeing man. His brow furrowed, and he pointed it out to Alpha Kilian. The red light resembled a covert distress signal, a silent plea for backup. “Looks like they came prepared,” Alpha Kilian remarked with a dangerous smirk.

Fabian glanced at him, his eyes filled with determination. “What is our next move, Alpha Morris?”

Alpha Kilian shifted his gaze to Fabian, his alpha instincts taking charge. “We proceed with caution, my loyal companion. We have what we need for now.”

“So, shall we-”

“Let us go!” Alpha Kilian interrupted, his voice filled with urgency.

Together, they slipped away from the chaotic scene, skillfully evading any prying eyes.

Gunshots continued to reverberate in the distance, chaos reigning supreme as they made their escape.

Once they reached the safety of their car, the situation along the coast had escalated further. The enemy pack was conducting an intensive search operation, leaving no stone unturned.

Without hesitation, Fabian started the car, and they sped away from the danger zone.

Driving for a while, ensuring they weren’t being pursued, Fabian finally released a sigh of relief.

“That was a close call, Alpha Morris! Quite the exhilarating adventure, wouldn’t you say?” Fabian remarked.

“Stop the car!” Alpha Kilian suddenly exclaimed, a hint of urgency in his voice.

Confused, Fabian asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Stop the car!” Alpha Kilian repeated, his tone unwavering.

Following his alpha’s command, Fabian parked the car by the roadside and turned to face Alpha Kilian. “What’s the matter, Alpha Morris?”

“Get out!” Alpha Kilian opened the car door and stepped out, his actions shrouded in mystery. Though unsure of his intentions, Fabian complied without a word.

Alpha Kilian took a seat in the driver’s position, his mind focused on a secret plan. Fabian stood by, confusion evident on his face, as he tried to make sense of Alpha Kilian’s sudden change.

“Alpha Morris…?” Fabian started, but the situation eluded him.

“Get in!” Alpha Kilian instructed, gesturing for Fabian to occupy the passenger seat.

“I-I don’t think it’s appropriate, Alpha Morris…” Fabian responded, his voice laced with uncertainty.

“Get in!” Alpha Kilian’s voice held an edge of command as he adjusted the driver’s seat.

After a brief moment of contemplation, Fabian reluctantly obeyed, sliding into the passenger seat.