Chapter 46

Akira’s cries stopped the battle between man and werewolf. The soldiers recognized the death of their Princess, while the werewolves recognized their successful defense. Both races kept quiet, as the fights ceased and all came to surround the woman hugging her sister’s lifeless body. A few feet away from them were the Alpha and his brother, sharing deathly glares before simultaneously turning to Akira.

Flavian was visibly guilt-stricken as he hung his head. However, Fenrir knew he was free of regret because he did it for the pack. He knew his brother very well. He knew he did do the killing blow to the Princess, but he also knew he did it thinking it was for the pack’s safety. Because of that, his actions are always justified.

His older brother shook his head.

A man stepped forward from the defeated army and kneeled in front of the Princesses. “Your Highness, I am General Liefeng,” he introduced. “We must return you home. I will finish the crown princess’s mission, now that she is gon