Her Vengeful Lycan Alpha
Chapter 227: Burnt Marks

Chapter 227: Burnt Marks

Chapter Two Hundred-Twenty-Seven – Burnt Marks

"S-Sigma?"

There was no reply from him.

Zeldris looked at his body, and slowly nodded. Something was definitely wrong with his burnt marks. He stooped low and held Laurel, thinking she was crying.

He’d be confused why, but assume she was softhearted, but she shoved his hand away, standing by herself.

"Dylan, come here! Shouldn’t you reconnect his wrist! He’s bleeding out!" Laurel yelled out.

Dylan that had spaced out on the door, snapped from his sorrowful thoughts and ran into the room.

He wailed as he hurriedly reconnected the wrist and began wrapping bandages haphazardly around it. "P-Prince Sorren reminded me! Prince Sorren reminded me!!"

"Let me help." Zeldris offered and took the bandages to wrap the wrist. He didn’t care to help the Delta, but the Princess seemed to not want him to die.

Also, they had come to get some kind of information from the Delta. But most importantly, he wanted to see the burnt marks up close and assess them.

He stepped away when the wrist was bound tightly. "In few hours, it’d reconnect back. He shouldn’t use it for a while though so it’d heal—"

Zeldris stopped himself.

Why was he acting like he cared? Was it because it’s a person younger than him that got beaten up this badly?

He stepped back to join the Princess that had been staring at Sigma’s body. From what Laurel knew, very few people could do this to Sigma.

Her father had been able to put him in a dire spot but the warriors that had attacked during the time she was in High Moon had done nothing to him.

"Dylan! Tell me, what happened?"

The lycan warrior stared blankly at Sigma’s unmoving body. Even if he wasn’t dead, the growing fear that he might be ached him.

He failed... again. He couldn’t even give him a future.

"There was an attack at High Mountains. It seems some rogues found out that the Alpha visited. Sigma... yes."

Laurel narrowed her eyes at the body. Mere rogues did this to Sigma? It had to be. It had to be that Rolling Stones Alpha! She had said her plan was already in motion.

That could mean several things, including that she had spies at High Mountains already. "And the Alpha?"

She had done her best to keep her voice indifferent.

Dylan looked up. "Alpha? Ah, he is okay. Prince Sorren noticed that something was wrong. It was too late for Sigma though. It was a surprise attack."

Too late? Laurel disliked him using that word, but she didn’t react. Sigma was strong enough to recover.

Sorren would not be in the mood to listen to anything, she should be glad he even gave a polite refusal to her permit.

"Do you have any clue why they came?" Laurel asked. "I don’t think there’s any reason to be so heavily armed if they went to High Mountains to steal?"

Dylan left the ground, his eyes shifting from distant to more coordinated. "You are right, Princess. Was this really a rogue attack? Or an assassination?"

Laurel huffed internally. He was able to figure out that the rogues came because of the Alpha’s presence, but didn’t figure out that it was an assassination?

She didn’t want to blame him much. He was in distress.

"Let the High Mountains warriors know. If it’s an assassination, then they should investigate random people in the pack and some travelers."

Laurel’s point was the ’travelers’. They’re usually the suspicious ones. Like Sir Darren easily masked as one.

Travelers could come from anywhere, and it’d be rude to ask them where. Also, you’d not know their rank to determine if they’re strong or not.

They tend to hold charms to avoid drawing attention to themselves, mostly the werewolf ones.

Dylan ran to the door. "I’d go and tell the Alpha now..." he paused and looked at Sigma. "Princess, please stay with him." he ran out.

Zeldris stared from the Princess to the warrior that ran out the door. "Did he just leave you to the Delta? With no fear that you’d strangle him—"

"I keep having all of them in my debts!" Laurel smirked.

Zeldris stayed quiet. Was that what she was doing?

She could easily kill this Delta now and know that one of fearsome official was dead.

But if she wanted to garner favor that she could exploit later, then that was even better. After all, there was no way she’d kill this Delta here and not be punished.

"Princess, you should really teach me this crazy tactics of yours." Zeldris smiled. "I’d be of more help to you."

Laurel stared at the body longer before going to a seat. "It’s not a crazy tactic. It’s just a win-win approach."

Actually, it’s not an excuse not to kill Sigma. She didn’t like the guy, but she didn’t hate him. He was a baby when her father wrecked his home.

Of course, there was a payback and the ’baby’ avenged but the original story stood.

Also, currently, Sigma was an important pillar in the pack that Green Valleys stayed under. To avoid chaos, he should remain alive.

Most importantly will be that Sigma wasn’t her enemy right now. If that Rolling Stones’ Alpha had started her plan, then it could get really messy soon.

And the target was her mate.

Laurel hated him, but the mate bond still existed. Her mate getting killed like that will mess her up. She still remembered what Valkyrie had to go through.

In that case, she had to help in low-key. Sorren will probably guess it’s an assassination on his brother, but from who will be hard for him to figure out.

"Zeldris," she stood from the couch. "can I trust you to stay here? I need some sleep—"

"I’m really sorry." Zeldris faked a smile. "His race have caused me too much trouble and I might just kill him."

Laurel hesitated, then sat down back. That made sense.

But she was past seeing a bad lycan as a representative of all lycans. Still, she didn’t bother with Zeldris’s logic. She wasn’t against revenge, after all.