Chapter 125

125 Exploring Shadow Mist Creek

Amberport was a good fifty miles away from Shadow Mist Creek, but alpha wolves could easily reach the spot within an hour. In order to not alert the residents of Amberport, the wolves travel in groups of five with an interval of ten minutes between the groups. The first groups were loaded with electric chainsaws and instructed to start cutting trees as soon as they landed.

Lucien and Ronan were the last ones to leave, of course with only their personal belongings to carry.

Ronan took off his jacket and shirt, revealing broad shoulders that hung above the powerful torso. Within an instant, he completed his transformation. Big Joe and his family could barely take their eyes off the majestic wolf, the Alpha of their pack, that graced their home with his presence.

“All done,” Lucien patted Ronan’s back after he finished tying their bags on Ronan’s back. He then took off his jacket and started to unbutton his shirt.

A sudden chill emanated from Ronan, his eyes flashing with danger.

Big Joe was about to tell his family to turn around, but Ronan was faster. Before Lucien showed even a strip of bare skin, Ronan went behind him and hoisted him unto his back. He landed just behind the bags.

“...!!!”

It was so sudden. Lucien was not prepared at all. He ended up holding tightly onto Ronan’s neck in order to not slide off his body.

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“I can run on my own,” Lucien pulled at Ronan’s pointy ear and whispered into it. Unfortunately, it did not make any impression on the latter.

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The big black wolf merely flicked his ear and trotted toward the door with Lucien on his back.

“Safe trip and good luck, Alpha Ronan and Mr. Clearwater,” Big Joe sincerely said while opening the door to let them out.

“Thank you for the hospitality,” Lucien said in return.

Ronan gave him a slight nod before dashing off into the night.

After Ronan and Lucien left, Big Joe and his family were finally able to breathe out.

“Papa, that was intense,” the eldest daughter Polly started to chatter. “I never thought that Alpha Ronan would be so handsome! Oh my gosh! I want to marry him!”

The girls started to squeal in delight while the only boy, a young lad of the age of thirteen merely gaped at his sisters.

Big Joe’s wife, a hearty woman who was popularly known as Mama Sally, snorted after hearing her daughter’s words.

“Do you think you are some princess? Go sleep now, kids. Up, up, we are switching off the lights in ten minutes!”

Polly and her siblings started to groan.

“Mama, you are such a mood spoiler!”

“Mama, why don’t you tell us more about Alpha Ronan? I want that instead of bedtime stories!”

“Me too!”

Big Joe did not bother responding to his daughters’ lovestruck chatter. Were they blind? Ronan Silverback did not even take one look at them. The only person in his eyes was his handsome companion, the one with red hair and sparkling caramel eyes. The one who had the privilege to ride on his back.

It was such a sweet gesture among werewolves, one that Big Joe did not expect to see from a Silverback.

It was easy to see how deeply in love the Alpha was.

He was so possessive over Lucien Clearwater that he did not even let his lover expose his body and transform before others.

In his wolf form, Ronan was very fast. Before long, the silhouettes of Big Joe and his family, the diner, and Amberport altogether disappeared. Strong gusts of wind whipped into Lucien’s face. When they entered the forest area, he had to lay low on Ronan’s back to avoid catching some branches and leaves on their way.

The wolf growled when they were running toward a small river, a warning for Lucien to get ready for the jump. Lucien hugged Ronan’s neck tight when the latter stepped off the edge of the stream and crossed it in a single jump.

The route to reach Shadow Mist Creek was not smooth at all. Lacking any human touch, the barely existent path was entirely at mother nature’s mercy. If Ronan had accidentally stepped on a slimy surface, he would lose his balance and sprain his ankles.

Despite the difficult trip, Ronan did not hesitate to maintain his speed. In a way, it could be considered some kind of training, too. The battleground itself would not have a better appearance, he was pretty sure of it.

Meanwhile, at Shadow Mist Creek, the werewolves quickly worked hard to clear the piece of jungle area that they were supposed to utilize as a camping site. By the time Ronan and Lucien arrived, almost fifty trees had been cut off.

Half of the group went out to hunt dinner for the whole group, while the rest were busy putting up tents for everyone to rest in.

Kendra, Annalynne, Desmond, and Acatha stood by the side, chatting animatedly while they were waiting for Lucien and Ronan to arrive.

Once Ronan was done transforming and putting on his clothes again, the four werewolves approached them to share their newest finding.

“We took some time to check the battleground out. It is quite interesting. Why don’t we go and take a look?” Desmond offered with a sly smile.

The Beta did not want to explain in detail, so Lucien and Ronan were led to the battleground to take a look with their own eyes.

It only took them around twenty minutes on foot to reach the perimeter of the battleground. Lucien stopped walking as soon as his foot stumbled upon the edge of a cliff.

Beneath the cliff was a huge area that extended as far as eyes could see. It was covered with thick vegetation. The leaves were so wide and piled on each other so closely that they formed a possibly impenetrable barrier to sunlight.

Ronan whistled once he saw what stood before them.

“It is going to be an interesting war,” he remarked with a smirk.