The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter
Chapter 565: MY BROTHER IS THERE

Chapter 565: MY BROTHER IS THERE

The vicious roaring sounds outside followed by to deafening shouts, informed them that they were under attack. Cane’s eyes immediately turned so dark. He didn’t even look at Iris before he went out of the carriage. He just threw a single word to his mate.

"Stay!"

After that, the Alpha shifted into his beast, his golden eyes filled with wrath upon seeing the attack that was happening.

He and his people were going to leave this pack alone, but they were still trying to kill them off? That was ridiculous. Cane had given them what they wanted, but it seemed, their greediness had reached an intolerable limit.

The Silver warriors were warriors that had pledged their loyalty to the previous alpha, they were led by the Beta and Gamma of the pack in order to avenge the death of their alpha.

Yet, they couldn’t care less whether they hurt innocent people or not during the fight, because the attack would result in more casualties from the pack members, who unfortunately were in the wrong time and place.

Cane had issued an order to kill all the mutineers if they were under attack, with that being said, there were so many members of Silver Warriors, who had died, but some of Cane’s warriors met their demise too, while the casualties from the innocent people were simply countless after two hours of fighting.

It seemed, the intention of the the Silver Warriors was very clear. They wanted to kill Cane and his pack. They did not just simply want to drive them away from the Silver River pack.

Thankfully, at that time, Haco was sane enough to help with the fight, at least, he managed to protect his carriage, where Joel, Grace and Celia were.

Knowing it would decline the sorcerer’s health even more, the black beast with molten gold eyes signaled to two warriors to assist Haco, while the Alpha stayed close to the carriage, making sure none of these outrageous mutineers came closer to his mate, or even posed a threat to her.

However, inside the carriage, peeking through the window, Iris didn’t seem to need any protection, as she killed a few beasts on her own, while comfortably sitting inside the carriage. She saw their wolf spirits and squeezed them until they couldn’t move and the warriors from the Howling Wolf pack did the rest.

Some of them looked confused because their enemies suddenly stopped fighting back, but they didn’t have the leisure to think much about it, as more mutineers kept coming out of nowhere.

In total, there were around ten to twelve Silver Warriors that Iris had killed and she had this satisfied feeling for being able to be a help for her pack members, even though none of them realized her contribution yet.

After she killed Mason, killing these beasts came easily to her. It didn’t bother her conscience so much when she thought how bad they were for killing innocent people on the streets during the fight, even though those people were their own pack members.

Yes, Mason indeed got his death pretty easily when he was supposed to go through more torture for what he had done, but Iris gained a lot of things from ending her brother’s life.

After she killed Mason, she figured out how to help Joel and now, her heart was strong enough to witness the gruesome scenes before her, not to mention, she was the cause of several deaths of her enemies.

It made Iris feel so proud of herself. The feeling blossomed in her heart, but deep down, she had this worry for having such fun to end someone else’s life... was this alright?

At the same time, the five swords cracked even more... until one of them broke.

The sun was high above them and it was so hot and humid, which made the smell of blood in the streets become even more apparent. Iris herself had to scrunch her nose when she got down from the carriage. They had battled all the Silver Warriors, while some of them managed to escape.

Dead bodies littered the ground, whether it was innocent pack members, Silver warriors, or the warriors from the Howling Wolf pack. Blood pooled on the ground and people wailed for the loss of their loved ones.

The reason why Iris and Joel’s carriage was saved from this brutalism was because Haco casted spells on the important carriages, but it drained his energy. Grace had to check on him first before she checked on the other shifters, who needed her help.

"Get inside the carriage, Iris," Cane said, he approached his mate when he saw her walk out of the carriage. His shirt was stained with blood and he sustained some injuries, though nothing seemed to be serious. His wounds started to heal and Iris was able to see he was fine.

"I want to help," Iris said.

"You don’t need to, get inside." Cane’s voice was so stern. He didn’t have the capacity to argue with Iris. More so, he didn’t want her to be exposed when they were still not certain whether it was really safe or not.

"But, I can do something. I want..."

"Iris. Get. Inside." Cane emphasized every word he said, his voice was so dark and hoarse, he didn’t leave any room for discussion. He didn’t want to have any discussion. "Get inside and stay there. Do it, Iris."

Iris was so hurt when she saw Cane stare at her coldly, she wanted to argue, but knew it was not the right time. The look on Cane’s face left her unsettled.

Without saying another word, Iris climbed back into the carriage and closed the door. She watched what was happening outside through the window, hugging herself, not knowing what to do by just sitting inside her carriage.

"Luna, are you okay?" Eron asked, he saw what happened earlier and thought the Alpha was too harsh on her.

"Yes, I am fine." Iris nodded, she tried to smile, but it looked so forced. "What about the other warriors?"

Eron grimaced. "Ten of our warriors died during the attack and at least twenty Silver River pack members had died, including women, children and men, but we managed to kill more than fifty mutineers."

The number of the dead mutineers was higher, thanks to Iris and right then, she saw the spirits of the fallen warriors of the Howling Wolf pack, she silently casted lights on them.

"May you rest in peace..." Iris whispered and then she saw the dead members of this pack. Eron was right, there were a few children among them and to see how their lives had to end so young, hurt her so much, some of them were even so young, one was only two or three years old with curly hair.

Iris casted the light on them as well, yet the little girl refused to leave. She entered the carriage and sat on her lap, which was something Iris had never expected could happen.

"What is it?" Iris asked the little girl and Eron glanced at her, trying to figure out who she was talking to.

’My brother.’ The little girl said sadly, while pointing her finger in a certain direction. ’My brother is there...’