The vampire camp

“What? You lost to just a hundred werewolves and you couldn't bring me the Lycan?“ Lord Orsel fumed in anger at his subjects who came back defeated.

Alpha Logan was one of them and he knows he probably won't be safe since he is the only werewolf amongst them. At this moment, he began to regret all his life decisions. He should have just chose to die than betray his own kind.

“And you!“ His heart jumped at the mention of him, Orsel was glaring directly at him with red eyes.

It seems Orsel has also been through a lot of pressure for the past few days. It's understandable that he just wants to catch Sibyl as soon as possible. But Logan would be the scapegoat.

“Yes my lord! I didn't go with them that far. I was asked to stay behind and keep watch if anyone passed by.“ Logan quickly explained with fear eating him up.

Orsel scoffed, “You're telling me you did not predict the cunning actions of your own people? Couldn't you have told them they would run away and block all possible exits