Chapter 41: Chapter 41

- Daxton's POV -

If you asked a man to choose between a gun and a sword in a battle, only a fool would choose a gun. A wise man would definitely have a sword rather than a gun.

A gun could definitely be used for long distance enemies, except that well-trained werewolves would be smart enough to sense that and dodge easily. Gun cocking and gunshots, it will be heard easily.

On the other hand, a swordsman could silence both his breathing and wielding a sword. How could you avoid an attack from someone who was never sensed? You would never escape from it.

I stared at my sword, it has been a long time since I used it.

"My Lord..." My Beta Kart, one of the most trusted men in our family, called as soon as he entered my room.

I stood up as I looked outside my window; it was the middle of the night and only the reflected light from the moon makes everything visible. I could easily sense that something was going on.

"Vampires had passed the northern borders. Several werewolves ceased," He reported.

I gritted my teeth. Damn those vampires, the least thing that they want is peace among all species. They must have not passed the Crescendo Pack and used a different route instead.

"Send more men." I said, clenching my jaw.

I walked towards the corner of the room as I reached for my sword.

"M-my Lord..." Kart is surely going to protest. I could easily read his expression.

My mood was already ruined by those vampires and there is no way I'm just gonna sit and do nothing. Damn, I wanted to fucking kill them all.

"I'll go there myself." I stated firmly, showing that he could not protest my decision.

The hesitation was evident in his eyes but nodded regardless, "As you wish, My Lord."

Actually, the invasion began two nights ago. They first invaded the Crescendo Pack, one of the pack on the western border but failed from doing so, instead, they chose a different route and attacked the North border in which a pack of vampire own it, although their guard as I have believed would be able to handle it themselves, especially that I have already ordered intense training on different packs of werewolves. I still wanted to go there myself and fight those vampires.

Vampires had kept on attacking our land. For the sake of peace and order, I always gave those vampires a chance to redeem themselves and we had never attacked their land when it was the easiest thing to do.

Because I could sense that there is more to their attacks, it was as if someone was controlling those vampires and I wanted to know who's behind it. However, those vampires have been trying my patience and I don't think I could limit myself anymore.

Tonight will be a bloodbath. With the rage flowing through my veins, I don't think I will be able to control myself, I wanted to fight those vampires even until outside the werewolf border. I would definitely kill every single one of them. I am no saint anymore to let them get away from this.

In every action, there would be consequences. They should have known that I was never the type to give a bearable consequence when I have been patient with them.

Bringing their own death... I shall reward them with their death wish.

It was only minutes when I arrived at the northern border with more men following behind me. Even with the darkness invading the land, I could still see dead bodies everywhere, dead vampires and werewolves, which made me more mad.

I got out of my car and immediately wielded my sword as I began beheading everyone who dared to invade my land.

- Third Person's POV -

The Alpha King, Daxton Astrid, had stepped foot on the battlefield himself. His eyes were full of rage as he wielded his sword and killed everyone who has attacked the land that he has been protecting ever since he was a kid.

He shows no mercy that even some werewolves stopped fighting just to see him fight, they were scared of their own master. They were frightened from his deadly eyes that no one getting on his way remained alive. Just one sway of his sword and a number of vampires died on it. The Alpha King is truly a monster, the rage in his eyes were bloody, the blood running on his veins is murderous.

He is the equivalent of Death and no one in their entire existence could defeat that monster. However, they remained on fighting because the number of vampires were getting many everytime they killed one. Vampires were unexpectedly many, no matter how strong the defense when the number in offense mode were like sand, countless.

For Daxton, it was only the beginning of his battle as more vampires arrived and started to attack too.

When one of the vampires was about to lunge on him, he disappeared into thin air and was already behind that vampire, "Who's behind all of this?" He coldly asked the vampire as the tip of his sword was pointing on the vampire's neck.

The vampire gasped in shock, he did not expect that the Alpha King was so quick that couldn't be seen by even a naked eye, however, he seemed to not be afraid because it looks like he already accepted his fate as he laughed like a madman.

Daxton Astrid was never the type of wolf to be patient, especially when he had already given vampires a chance before. He immediately cut the vampire's head as it rolled down the ground.

He looked around and realized something.

'Black witches'

That suddenly came through his mind, seeing how vampires were acting. It looks like the vampires were controlled by a black magic and the only creatures that could do this were black witches.

He gritted his teeth as he became more resentful. His eyes were now full of rage and resentment, showing no mercy for the vampires.

The sight of his soldiers getting killed one by one by their enemies makes him even more angry. He was lost like a wild animal as he jumped in swiss and swayed his sword. He didn't transform into his wolf form as he was comfortable using his sword in a battle.

Soon enough, the other two alphas, Butch and Cyrus, came on the battlefield as well.

"I apologize for being late. I had to take care myself in the west," Said by Butch. He looks different from his happy-go-lucky attitude.

His charm and mischievous emotions turned the other way around, one may be frightened by his cold and dark aura. He is truly different, this time, he is a monster.

Butch came from the west which was also attacked by vampires. Good thing that everything there was under control. The black witches who have been controlling the vampires have deployed more men in the northern border knowing that it was the closest to the villages of werewolves and the pack wasn't that strong than of the west.

Cyrus, on the other hand, did not say a word as he began attacking the vampires in front. He has a different way of battling, Cyrus was more competent using Silencers but sometimes he prefers battling with no weapons. In this field with a large number of vampires, Silencer was the best choice.

"Three alphas had come at the border," One of the vampires said with amusement in the distance which made the Alphas stop for a moment and look at it. The vampire's voice was groggy and they knew that he was controlled by black witches. He then laughed. "I guess, the werewolves are now being threate-"

The vampire did not even finish his sentence as the Alpha King slit his throat, leaving him bleeding to death. He had no patience to listen to the nonsense words of witches.

'Using others is just a sign of cowardice' He heard his wolf say which he agreed.

Other vampires then began laughing, the black witches kept on provoking them. If only they knew that the rage coming from the Alpha King would only get them killed.

Showing no remorse to the vampires, Daxton, who looks like dancing with the wind, killed them instantly.

'He's too angry.'

Cyrus thought as he looked at Daxton. He knew that a word or anything could not stop his friend, especially when his eyes turned into a monster killer. No one could make him calm now.

Daxton is unstoppable, he is not an Alpha King for nothing.

Cyrus clenched his jaw as he heard vampires fighting while laughing madly. They are getting on his nerves, oh how he wished that those black witches would stop from provoking him or his friend. He was hoping that those witches would stop attacking the werewolf land or the war between all different species would happen.

No, it shouldn't happen or the whole world will be in ruin.

"Vampires had now started attacking the south and east," One of the soldiers informed the Alpha King.

Without a word, he nod at Butch and Cyrus and the two left the northern border leaving Daxton with his men. Butch and Cyrus then shifted to their wolf form as they dashed towards the other borders. Butch went in the South and Cyrus headed in the East.

It was by far the biggest attempt of invasion in the land of werewolves.