BETA TIM’S POV
I rode away on my horse. I was leaving the battleground with my whole body filled with blood. Blood of our rivals, and even those of my men.
I have been here for almost a week now, fighting for as much as I could. Under the rain, the scorching sun, the snow, and even in the dark.
But they were undefeatable, those men from Pixolands. Strange to see that they came with their allies, the rogues, and the warriors from Wild Cloak. Be that as it may, I would make sure to look intensively into their cases as soon as we win this battle.
Win? Of course yes. What were you thinking? That I was going to sit back and allow an army led by a woman to defeat us. That is unthinkable.
I will make sure that whoever dared to fight against Diamond Cut is adequately punished, ally or not.
As I rode away, I continued to hear the growls and wails from my army. It seems the opponent has returned stronger. The bodies of so many of my men were littered around lifeless.
Those bites. A single one of them from our rivals kills my men instantly. Those that did not die immediately had no hope of survival. It was like venom and was killing its victims slowly.
But I am going to return, I will make sure to return. The queen of Pixolands must feel my wrath.
A part of me groaned in pain as the thoughts of all my men were going through in the hands of the Pixies filled me.
I never envisaged that this would take this long. I thought all we heard about the queen was exaggerated. I thought that I would be able to defeat her and pull down her army in no time. How would I have known that this battle would last for as long as this?
I must return with enough backup. I will bring in all of the armies in Diamond Cut to this fight. It would be a thing of everlasting shame if the army of a woman should defeat the fearsome armies of Diamond Cut.
Alpha Fred would not hesitate to cut off my head the moment that happened.
We must win this fight come what may.
I have spoken to my two sons, Carl and Hedrick. They are to get me the head of the queen of Pixolands and feed her remains to the vulture.
I have no doubt in them, I trust what they can do. They have been fighting from the start of the battle and not even for once had either of them stopped to take a rest. None of them had even as much as a bruise on their skin. They were a formidable force.
As I thought about their greatness, I broad smile appeared on my face. It reminded me of me during my youthful days. In my youthful exuberance, none could dare to challenge me, not even an alpha wolf.
It gave me so much joy to see an offspring… no, two offspring just like me. Their resilience was second to none, and if not for the dark magic exhibited by our rivals, my boys would have cleared off the whole of Pixolands before now.
I was glad that they originated from my loins.
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LORD NATHAN’S POV
All I wanted to do was to have my teeth in his skin, just any part of it.
But it was resilience. No matter how much I tried, he refused to be anywhere close to my mouth. I wanted it dead in no time and the fact that he was proving difficult did not make it any easier for me. I was desperate and eager to achieve my aim and this infuriated me.
Anyways, what was I thinking fighting with one from Diamond Cut? They are known for their extreme craftiness.
When I got the chance, my wolf jumped on his back without him noticing. But before I could get hold of him with my teeth he flipped and sent me landing on the ground with a heavy thud.
“Grrrrr…” I groaned and gazed angrily at him as I got up.
He began to circle me. I turned around with him keeping to his gaze. I would not want to be cornered, he might be aiming to play a fast one on me.
With my eyes still on him, he started to drawback. I became confused. Why would he be going backward, or was it a tactic to cleverly escape from me? If it was then I am not going to give him a chance for that.
Having made up my mind, I charged and ran towards him. But before I could grasp what was happening he jumped in the air and landed behind me. As I made to turn, he grabbed my tail and flung me into the air.
I landed on my neck and became unconscious for a few seconds. By the time I recovered and opened my eyes, he was already on my neck.
I growled and shrugged him off when I felt a ting pain in my neck. He was going to bite into it and draw out my blood.
Immediately I made it to my feet, I scratched him with my pawns in retaliation. He tried to resist, and whimpering, he continued to draw away from me.
Seeing that he had become helpless, I reached for him with my mouth but then he threw a punch at me and ran behind me again. I turned towards him almost immediately and saw him shift into his human form.
“Ouch…” he whimpered at the cracking of his bone, blood dripping from his mouth.
I know this tactic. He wanted me to shift too. He must have realized that I am a rogue wolf and that I am more powerful than a wolf.
But this was his undoing. No human dared to fight with my wolf.
“Shift man” he sniffed and began to circle me. “What is keeping you?” he taunted.
I did not turn with him as he went around, I could feel his movements with my wolf senses.
Realizing that circling me was useless, he stopped in front of me and said. “Who are you fighting for?” he chuckled and went on. “A woman…” he sniffed again. “You are strong… a fearless and determined wolf, and we can protect you”
Hearing the derogatory statement about my queen, I growled loudly. “Grrrrrrr…”
“Hey… hey, stop it. I just offered a hand of friendship…” He said calmly.
He tried to act bravely and maintain his calmness, but I could still sense the fear registered all over him. He must have realized by now that shifting to a human was the worst decision. It was his undoing. And so he was trying to forge his way through the situation.
Shifting back to his wolf would have been the best, but then, it would only give me all the time I needed to pounce on it.
“You are a rogue, I can see that. And by the way, you fight, I can tell that you are no ordinary rogue. You should be a lord or something. Don’t let Pixolands fool you. You still have the time. Bring your men to us and we will protect you all” he offered.
I took a step towards him and he shifted back nervously.
He held out his hands to stop me from going any closer. “We would give you just all you need, just name it. With Diamond Cut, the rogues need fear no one…” his offer gradually metamorphosed into a plea.
I growled and gritted my teeth at him.
His helpless state gladdened my heart, and I could not wait to have my teeth on his skin. I continued to watch him, allowing him to speak what to me should be his last words. I was doing him a favour though, not everyone got the chance to say a last word on a battlefield.
However, due to my silence, he thought that I was agreeing with him and so he went on, this time, with a glint of hope. “Not for a woman, a woman does not deserve your life…”
By now I could take no more, not an ill talk against my woman. I growled furiously, and before he could recover from it, I pounced on him and deep my teeth into his neck not minding the endless pleas from him.