Falling in love with my Ex's Alpha Chapter 109

***Kaiden***

With the grace of a silent predator, I run through the pack in the direction of where the warriors are on the Alpha's side.

I could attack them silently, but I can't help but feel a surge of indignation for the members who are suffering from hunger.

I didn't know there was a pack in this situation so close to Diamond Claw. If I had known, I would have already attacked without a second thought.

I may not be an Alpha adored by my members, but I guarantee them protection; I would never let them starve like that.

In one jump, Troy attacks four wolves at once. Brutally destroys their throat.

My warriors behind me attack ferociously as well, killing our enemies before they even shift.

The Alpha runs in the other direction, the motherfucker is not even worthy of mercy.

He's so weak I don't even know why he's Alpha.

Troy destroys everyone around him before running after his main prey.

'I want to kill this fucker so bad!' Troy says with a massive hunger for blood.

A true predator in search of *fun*.

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After hours of battle, after killing the cowardly Alpha and everyone who supported him, I gathered all my warriors to instruct new orders.

When they approach me, I am relieved to realize that they are all alive and merely injured.

That's what I call victory.

Before meeting them, I had already called the Royal representative, and after he checked everything, I was finally able to order our next steps.

'Tyler, send the medical team to Bellwood. Many people need first aid,' I mindlink the warrior who is with my little mate, 'tell my Luna that I will go to another pack.'

'Yes, Alpha!' he answers.

'Send the code to Jason: Bellwood H1.'

'Yes, Alpha!'

I close our communication and start running towards the new pack that I will conquer.

The code I sent to my Gama leaves me worry-free about following my destiny because I know it will do exactly what I said.

The H1 code means that the Bellwood pack is hungry, and the emergency level is 1.

There is no point in removing a tyrant Alpha and letting them starve.

The other pack is not as far from this as I expected. After a few minutes of sprinting in that direction, we finally arrived.

I don't even remember the name of this pack, I just know that it will be mine.

This pack isn't as big as Bellwood, and from what Gideon told me, the Alpha here is another fucker who doesn't care about his members.

It takes little time for me and my warriors to master this pack.

As I told you, it would be mine.

Its members are still disoriented without understanding what is happening.

I shift and put on some clothes before explaining to them who is now in charge of the pack.

They recognized me and were scared but soon submitted to me.

This time the Royal representative didn't stay behind, he came with us, he knew that the pack wasn't that big so the danger was less for him.

After he checks again, he gives me carte blanche to proceed.

This pack doesn't have as many defenceless people as the last one; that's why the code I sent to Jason is different.

The sun of a new day is already rising, I repeated the same process several times.

Everything is going as planned. My warriors are already tired, even the Royal representative seems exhausted.

I'm tired, but I want to continue; I can't stop now.

There are only a few hours left until the second round ends, and I want to emerge victorious.

The royal representative demanded to know what the next packs would be conquered, and I reluctantly informed him.

I don't know if it's fatigue, but this fucker's impatience and pertinence is leaving me with my alert mode on.

Katie and her team went from pack to pack, helping everyone wherever we left.

I still haven't seen her since the trial started, and even with Jacob and other people around her, I'm still in agony about not being close to her to protect her.

There are just a few more packs left for me to finish this second round, and t*hen my next prey will be my little mate*.

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***Katherine***

I'm horrified.

I've never been on a battlefield before, and I can confidently say that it's not a nice place to stay.

The sadness, the hunger, the blood, the suffering, the agony, the pain... all of this is visible on the faces of the survivors.

The hospital staff and I are hours away, helping all those injured and in need.

The most surreal thing is that there are no injured people who fought against Kaiden.

These are injured people who were already in alarming situations.

My heart sinks seeing their suffering, but at the same time, I feel enormous hatred for their former Alpha.

Will and Gideon were right about the situation of these people. It seems that it was an intervention by the Goddess Selena Herself.

It was incredible to see the help that Jay sent to each pack we helped, and I could see the pride of his mate on Jake's face.

My body begs me to rest, but I insist on continuing. The second round is almost over, and I want to be by Kaiden's side when this is all over.

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***Kaiden***

The sun beats down mercilessly on the last pack I've set my sights on. My warriors move with predatory grace at my command despite being exhausted. The previous packs have fallen, and this, the last one, awaits its inevitable conquest. The noonday sun casts sharp shadows as my pack, and I prepare to unleash chaos upon the unsuspecting pack.

Troy steps confidently towards the pack gates. His fur, a dark cascade under the harsh daylight, bristles with anticipation. His eyes, fierce and hungry for dominance, scan the structures that stand defiantly before us. I've conquered pack after pack, each one crumbling beneath the might of my power. This is the final chapter, the culmination of my quest for supremacy in this second round.

As we breach the pack walls, the midday sun reveals the chaos we sow. Their defenders are no match for the prowess of my tired warriors. The streets echo with growls and the cries of those who dare resist. The pack now quakes under the weight of our impending conquest.

It didn't take long, and suddenly, the pack was mine.

One more. Sometimes, I can't believe I won so many packs like that.

I contemplated this momentarily after the Royal representative took a long time to finish the test and calculate my points.

After he said everything was right, I found myself navigating a maze of alleys, the harsh sunlight casting sharp contrasts on the cobblestone streets. The scent of danger lingers, and I realize too late that I've walked into a trap.

Maybe it's because I'm fucking exhausted or because I let my guard down a little when the second round ended, but I didn't realize what just happened.

Hate hangs in the air as I face adversaries who match my cunning,

and I can tell by the stench that they are not part of my new pack.

They are fucking rogues.

I was feeling like something was wrong.

'Where is the royal representative?' I mindlink to Dean.

'Alpha, I don't know where he is, he was here until this moment,' Dean replies.

I'm going to rip these motherfuckers apart. I don't need my warriors' help. They are already tired, and some of them may end up dying.

I can't put them in danger.

The noonday sun intensifies the struggle, casting relentless shadows as I fight valiantly at a disadvantage. Each blow is met with a counterstrike, a dance of claws and fangs in the harsh noon sunlight. The ferocity of the battle is matched only by the weariness that has settled in my bones from countless conquests.

The blows exchanged become a blur as fatigue takes its toll. Attacks come from all directions, each strike coordinated and precise. I fight fiercely, but the odds are against me.

Troy is now burdened by the weight of countless battles, and his movements become sluggish. The adversaries, sensing my exhaustion, press their advantage.

The motherfuckers are many and converge in a relentless assault, even though I already killed half of them. Each blow lands with a painful impact, and Troy struggles to maintain his footing.

As the noonday sun watches in silent witness, something inevitable happens.

While I'm killing three wolves at once, two wolves jump at me and bite each side of my neck while another sinks its claws into my heart.

I immediately feel the poison coursing through my veins, and I begin to stagger as I finish killing the three wolves.

The world seems to slow for a moment as the impact reverberates through my form. The noon shadows stretch across the battleground as I fall defeated.

I hear distant voices, and in a glance, I see the two wolves that bite my neck sprinted as my warriors run towards me.

But it's too late.

The final blow was dealt, and it was poisoned.

My thoughts go towards my little mate... My only regret is not having marked her before I died.

At least she has Chad to protect her.

I know how much he loves her. It's inevitable... They will end up together.

My eyes can no longer open, and voices distort around me as I realize I am dying.

In a moment stretched by the relentless noonday sun, I feel my heart slow down, and blood pours from my neck as Troy shifts into my human form.

My conquest reaches its conclusion, not with triumphant howls but with the silence of my death.