Chapter 127

Dylan POV

I felt so guilty for sending so many people to fight for the border to be compromised. I mean, both humans and wolves went to aid my orders and close the sectors borders alone, while I simply chased after the singularity, the royal bets, who was actually much easier to apprehend than I had originally presumed. My thought process caused a thick knot to form in my chest given how selfish that sounded. Why should I be giving orders to people if I myself was unwilling to help with them?

Everything in me was telling me that I should have gone with them. So as soon as I knew Oliver was incapacitated by Lewis, I left, and with my gun still firmly in hand, I approached the battle field.

Was it a stupid idea? Definitely, and there was no way in hell that I was actually strong enough to last in a fight against a lycan, although I suppose I had done so in the past when I possessed an even weaker constitution. I guess adrenaline really was an amazing thing to possess in times of stress.

The closer I got to the fight, the more my senses could pick up on its chaos. Growls and snarls were sounding out and echoing all around, while a few gun shots graced my ears. The eerie silence that I had heard when I first began my approach was long gone and in it's place was the blood curdling howls of both wolves and humans alike.

My movements began to slow instantly as I quickly took in the sight before me. My out of breath and sweaty form shook from the exercise, as I tried my hardest to regain my breath.

I really needed to begin training if I was to ever last in the ultimate war.

My wide eyes hastily met the large gates that sat on the border, and a small smug grin formed on my mouth when I saw that they were closed tightly. The border itself was closed. Now all we had to do was rein the kings supporters in.

You could clearly see a couple of lycans scrambling to try and get to safety but their efforts had absolutely no prevail.

It didn't matter if they willingly threw in the towel or if they fought till their last breath, either way, everyone who was working as border control was trapped inside the sector.

I paid no mind to the wolves trying to find safety for themselves, instead I ran straight into the heart of the fight to the communications center.

Every border had one main shack, dedicated to the communication of the lackeys to the border management, who quite obviously resided comfortably in the palace.

From what I could tell, wolves from both sides along with some humans on ours, fought ferociously to try and remain unscathed, meaning the center was abandoned and ripe for the taking.

With my gun tightly in hand, I made my way to the heavy steel door and kicked it open with my shoe before holding my weapon up at the wolf who was currently trying to contact anyone who could help reclaim the border. I had already fired my pistol once that day at the royal beta, so a few more shots wouldn't do much harm, that was my thought process at least, until I saw the wolf inside.

Immediately he turned to me and I stopped in my tracks. The poor guy didn't look much older than fifteen, tears streamed down his face as he held his hands up in surrender.

"Please... please don't shoot." He spoke which caused me to recanter. All the chaos happening directly outside was long gone from my mind as I stared at the boy.

Nothing on his face screamed malice or contempt. Only fear. That was the last thing I ever wanted to invoke in someone who was innocent.

"Why are you here?" I asked as I looked at the rig he sat in front of.

"Im... I'm just on work experience. Low pack statuses from our school class come every week, it's typically the job omegas are put on after graduation." He was obviously younger than I was, and although he was a Lycan himself, he had been forced into a job he clearly didn't want to do.

He was in fact also quite small, which I could not help but find odd. Usually lycans were both naturally taller and stronger than us humans, but this boy was average for a human, so he was definitely weaker than most lycans.

"Have you informed anyone of the raid?" I pointed my gun slightly at the desk full of highly constructed technology, and sighed when his head shook rapidly.

"No, no. I was trying to find out what I was supposed to do. It's only my second day this week." His words were rushed, and his voice shaky as he conveyed his actions to me, I had no doubt in my mind that he spoke the truth.

It was then, while I looked at the boy in front of me, that I realized, I really didn't think this plan through at all.

Something like this was simply the first battle of the inevitable war, innocent people from both sides were bound to get caught in the cross fire, I always knew that. However after the death of my mom, I thought I wouldn't care. I assumed it was a price I was willing to pay, my mom was collateral damage in the kings eyes, so why shouldn't his innocents be the same in mine?

Only now, as I looked at the crying lad in front of me, I knew, In that moment I was no better than the king. I couldn't harm anyone who didn't pose a threat. I was human, I needed to act it.

"Move out of the way!" I demanded quickly as I cocked my gun and aimed with intent to shoot. He quickly began to cower on the floor, as I fired four bullets into the electrical system, without so much as a second thought. Smoke quickly rose out of it, before a handful of small bangs, and sparks shot out from it causing both me and the guy with me to jump slightly.

"I think we need to get out..." The lads voice held nothing but uncertainty as the table of technology continued to smoke. He was definitely right, we needed to leave. The thing was without a doubt going to blow up.

"Yeah... we need to get out, like now." He scrambled to the door and the pair of us jumped out, landing on our stomachs just as the explosion happened. My own arms covered the back of my head as debris zoomed over me. A few tiny scratches landed on the back of my hands but overall I was ok.

I quickly turned to the lad to make sure that he too was unscathed, his wide eyes turned to me as shock quickly took over his boyish features, he was a little scratched up like me but on the whole he was ok.

"You didn't shoot me!?" His tone was more surprised than anything else while I quickly glanced at what was left of the currently burning shack we'd just exited.

"I'm not here to kill innocent people, lycan or otherwise." He frowned quickly at me and opened his mouth to respond to my comment, however his words never left his lips because his eyes grew wide as they darted away from my face to glance behind me.

I didn't even have the chance to blink before the boy was shifting and jumping over my laid down body, while I watched the small wolf collide with a larger one and felt a splatter of blood hit my face at the force of their collision.

A loud whimper came from the lad who was flung to the side painfully, I even unconsciously let out a wince as his furry body made contact with the ground a foot away from where he started.

My gun?! Where the fuck was my gun?! This guy, who didn't know me, just saved my life from a stupid King Josh loyalist. So where the fuck was my gun so that I could return the favor.

My head shot around, ignoring all the fighting bodies and pain filled voices, while I desperately tried to locate my weapon. The poor lad whose name I hadn't even learnt, was lying on the floor whimpering while the larger wolf stalked him like prey. It was cruel.

It was fairly obvious by the size of the guys wolf that he hadn't shifted all that long ago. A wolf is only fully grown after its 17th birthday, when they can finally find their soulmates. So essentially the Lycan who had just helped me was still known as a pup.

I very quickly began to throw stones and sticks at the wolf trying everything to stop his advances, but it was futile. I needed my gun.

Just as my panic increased a loud gun shot sounded out and I noticed the attacking wolf fall to the floor instantly. A pool of blood began forming from his chest as I allowed a frown to take over my face. I ran to the young Lycan who whimpered at the blood coming out of his own front paw but on the whole he was ok.

I glanced over at the now dead wolf, before letting my gaze travel to where the bullet came from. A large smile formed on my lips as I stared at Ryan Clarke, whose face had taken on a sickly pale color.

"Oh my god! Did I just kill him?" His shaky voice asked as he stepped ever so slowly over to where me and the two lycans rested.

"Yes you did. Thank you!" I sighed in complete relief before drowning again as the contents of his stomach quickly emptied itself out on the grass below.

"Urgh..." He groaned as he wiped his lips with the sleeve of his long tshirt. "I've never killed anyone before." I understood that feeling, the feeling of that large pit filling up with nothing but guilt at prematurely taking a life.

"Hopefully you don't have to get used to it." I quickly turned my attention to the young wolf who had forced himself into his legs and held his injured on up as he hobbled.

My eyes wandered around and a small smile crept on my face as I noticed a few dead bodies were littered here and there but on the whole the statistics of surrender were high, and even We'd gotten more people on our side.

By the time we got back to Gilliards pack house the warriors sent to the southern borders we're waiting for us with a victory of their own, so naturally, drinks began flowing and celebrations got underway fairly quickly.

Alpha Gilliard made a speech to his pack then decided to drag me into giving one of my own, much to my mortification. It wasn't until Vee  decided to enter that I was able to get away from people patting me on the back, and telling me they will follow me no matter what. It was too daunting.

"I cannot believe how reckless you are!" Vee stated quickly as she made her way to the dungeon.

"It worked didn't it? The borders closed. Now all that's left is to speak to each district. We were going to be discovered anyway." I didn’t understand why she had such a strong opinion on this. The rest of the pack seemed to be pretty happy to finally be able to take action.

She didn’t utter another word as we descended the steps before standing in front of Oliver, whose eyes were solely fixated on Victorias.

"Mate..." A single word left his lips and his lay unmoving.

Well holy shit!