8. Pathetic Alpha and His Wolf

"I'm preparing to fight the vampire kingdom, Atlas. What do you think?" asked Myrene.

Atlas was distracted, not fully present in the conversation. But when Myrene mentioned the vampire kingdom, he snapped back to attention.

"Excuse me?" Atlas asked, thinking he had heard something wrong.

Myrene repeated herself. "I want to fight against the Vampire Kingdom. Can you fight with your people?"

Atlas was surprised. Just hearing the word vampire surprised him, let alone fighting them. There were not many vampires left, much less than werewolves. But they were very strong.

"Why, Myrene? They are so strong and..." Atlas started to say.

"Lycans are also strong. And I have you, all the werewolves, to join us. So?" Myrene interrupted.

"But... why?" Atlas still didn't understand why Myrene wanted to fight. Could it be that she wanted a mate from a vampire kingdom?

Myrene stood up, her mood changing quickly. Atlas was suspicious and also stood up.

"Excuse me, do you want to take more consorts? But you already have one vampire here," Atlas said.

"I want to kill Diminish," Myrene hissed.

Atlas widened his eyes. Diminish was no ordinary vampire. He was the king of vampires!

"I never told you, but the reason I want to gain power from the werewolves is because I want to kill Diminish. He killed my father!" said Myrene angrily.

Atlas was speechless. The information he had received was startling. Myrene had never spoken of the king before, and today she revealed that King Theodore had been killed by Diminish? That was why Myrene wanted revenge by uniting Lycans and Werewolves.

Atlas unconsciously held his breath, then let out a long breath. "I... don't know if war is the right option..."

Myrene cut him off with a sharp look. "It is not an option, Master Atlas. You must join us to fight!"

Atlas could only stand still. If Myrene had called him formally, it would have been serious. But he didn't like war. But he couldn't defy Myrene.

"What shall I do, my lady?" asked Atlas finally.

"I need you to train your people more. I will provide you with some lycan warriors for intensive training." Myrene had already planned that. Atlas now understood why Myrene always insisted on training all werewolves.

Atlas approached Myrene, took her arm gently and pulled her into a hug. "Don't worry, I will always support you. But can we just spend some time together now? I miss you."

Myrene felt Atlas' warm chest. She took a deep breath and inhaled Atlas' distinctive body scent. The smell of wood in summer.

Myrene tried to relax a little for the moment. She had to concentrate on Atlas now. She hugged the man tightly.

*Two hours later*

Atlas looked at Myrene's face as she slept on his lap. The face was so beautiful and innocent. No one could believe it belonged to a notoriously cold-blooded woman. Sometimes he felt lucky to be Myrene's favorite, but if he upset her, he wouldn't get away scot-free.

Atlas stroked Myrene's long hair gently. This woman drove him crazy. If he could make Myrene his own, he would be the happiest man in the world. He wouldn't need anything else.

Atlas looked over as the servants cleared the table. He motioned for them to be quiet so as not to wake Myrene.

The servants moved very carefully.

Atlas gathered his thoughts. It was clear that he had to help Myrene now. If it was the only way to make her happy, he would of course join the battle. He would show that he could be counted on. After all, he was an Alpha.

He started to think about what he should do. But the image of the vampire kingdom could not calm him down. He was really worried that Myrene's decision to go to war would cause damage everywhere, and in the end it would only lead to disaster without victory.

The most important thing now was how to get his werewolves to fight together!

***

Logan stood on the balcony. His eyes scanned the vast palace gardens, filled with various flowers, with beautifully carved buildings that made the place aesthetically pleasing.

"Don't you think the Lycans have a better life than we do? How could that happen?" Logan whispered to himself. He had hated the Lycan kingdom for a long time, probably since he was born, because stories about Lycans were never pleasant. Now he had hated them more than anything. To see the glory that the Lycan nation had, hurt him even more.

They were stronger than any werewolf. Especially that woman.

'She is so scary,' Zeger replied. He was as hurt as Logan. Both had been defeated by Myrene without weapons. It was humiliating. Something they would never tell their descendants.

Logan snorted in annoyance. He clung to the balcony railing and squeezed on the metal. The memory of Myrene made him even more ashamed. That woman had managed to hurt his pride.

'You will have to serve her tonight. I'm sure she'll humiliate me after the ceremony,' Logan said.

Zeger groaned. 'No. She is a Lycan! She has no wolf in her! So deal with her yourself. I don't want to get involved!'

The thought of the woman's clutching hands irritated Zeger. If she caught him, he would be in trouble.

'She can turn into a wolf if she wants to. I don't want to touch her.'

'I don't want to either!' Zeger replied. 'Not in this world would I serve her! No! Don't make me!'

'But you are my wolf!'

'So? Leave me alone this time. I don't want to get out!' Zeger insisted.

Sigh! Logan shuddered at the thought of having to serve this woman tonight. Never in his wildest dreams had he thought he'd be a consort! It hurt his pride. He was an Alpha and had to lower himself to a woman who had several husbands?!

Logan let out an exasperated breath. Upset! He was really upset!

Oh... Ivana. Logan suddenly remembered this girl. Her beautiful face and gentle manner made him regret it even more. For him, Ivana was the only girl who could bring him to his knees. She was not only beautiful, but also brave and gentle. Most of all, he already loved her. He had never imagined that there was anything in this world that could make him turn away from Ivana.

Except death.

Zeger felt Logan's sadness and despair. He too was silent and resigned. They both felt useless.

'Zeger, how does it feel to be enslaved by a woman?' Logan asked, trying to find comfort.

'I'll tell you when I touch a woman later.' The wolf was annoyed by this question. Logan knew that he was a virgin! Seriously!

'You're more pathetic.'

'Think for yourself. I'll cheer you up tonight.'

'Damn it!'