Chapter 27
Mirage POV
"Alpha Jason seems to be quite familiar with these people... Am I wrong?" An elder from the Royal faction asked, not in a questioning tone, more like a claim.
"Yes, Young Elder Taras, back in the days of your grandfather, he and my father led the war which gave us the upper hand centuries ago. How come you don't know that...?"
I felt like giving him a high five for not being polite with that mocking tone at the end, coupled with the blush of embarrassment on the young elder's face; he was not particularly to my liking.
"That's enough," Alpha Jones commanded.
"I hope Alpha Jason wouldn't mind briefing the council on his knowledge of this forbidden clan."
"From my father's records, this clan has been a forbidden clan since millennia ago, slaughtering both witches, werewolves, vampires, and humans for blood."
"Wait..." Someone cut him off.
"If they kill from every race, what exactly are they?"
"They're hybrids, unknown origin."
"They mate with blood; they are diabolical."
I watched him say all this and more, marveled by his knowledge. I began to see why he was chosen by the moon goddess. He is a patient, reliable, and brilliant leader. My gaze subconsciously moved towards his right. I had to admit, the princess has really matured, coupled with that proud smile on her lips.
I found myself in a daze; her crystal blue eyes, though not staring at me, captivated me. I was unable to look away for a long while, and I found myself grateful that she hadn't noticed my stare.
I quickly schooled my expression. Suddenly, I felt a piercing gaze too hard to ignore; it wasn't hard to detect the source of that gaze.
"Nicholas Jones Smith," I called him out loud and clear. For some reason, it felt good messing with him; his already angry expression turned to one of pure hatred.
"It's been a while since we last met. How long was it again...?" I pretended to be deep in thought. At this point, everyone's attention was already on us.
"Yeah... during your engagement party."
"Oh... Then you already know I have a fiancée...?"
He must be thinking he got the upper hand here.
"Yes... of course, I'm glad Young Alpha Nicolas remembers that too," I smiled politely. Anyone with a brain would know I was insinuating something else.
"Is Young Alpha Mirage something...?"
'Well... this is the main council hall; of course, there is someone dumb enough to ask even when everyone is aware of the unsaid 'mind your own business' policy. We are wolves; everyone's ear is naturally perked up.'
I looked the idiot dead in the eyes with a bored expression. I wasn't intending on responding, as my message already went across: 'I'm so grateful he's not dumb,' judging from his slightly panicked expression. Whatever he has going on with that little girl is his business.
"Anything else...?" Alpha Jones asked, his question directed at Alpha Jason, who seemed to be having a conversation with his daughter.
"I sent a spy a few days ago, and his reports claim that the Death or Shadow Clan, as you may like to call them, are in a peace treaty with the vampires' Blood Sect. My spy confirms that they are in the vampires' territory, the survivors of the last wars, and they plan to procreate."
"S**t! Of course, it has to be those blood-sucking bastards," my dad cursed out of the blue. "Alpha Morgan, do you have something to say?"
"We were ambushed by the Blood Sect on our way back from the Levites pack three years ago, and some of our pack members keep going missing."
He's finally reporting this.
"Even when I had them travel in groups, one returned half dead with a vampire's fang stuck in his neck."
"Oh my...!"
"It's clear the vampires have formed an alliance with our enemies to take us down," Elder Garrak stated with a frown as the entire hall was draped in silence.
Alpha Jason stood from his seat, his voice echoing through the smoke-filled air.
"The vampires have aligned themselves with our enemies, spilling wolf blood without shame, without fear. No more hiding, no more waiting. Tonight, we declare war—not just for the Hills Pack, but for every clan bled dry by their treachery. We strike not as scattered packs, but as one."
"And let no wolf doubt—this betrayal runs deeper than fangs and shadows. I believe they are already prepared for this, as they have an informant within the werewolves."
He declared war on the vampires, his eyes turning golden. "Do I have the council's permission?"
"Yes...!" Everyone said in unison.
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