Dilan's Monster Doppelganger

The Alphas' fur was disheveled and they were beaten black and blue.

They were lying on the ground, writhing and twitching like the half-dead Vampires while Dilan towered over them.

He had a devilish smile on his face as he bent down to the Alphas.

"Killing you would be a waste. Fight with all your might when we face the Vampires at the Sanctum," Dilan laughed lightly while patting the shoulder of the closest Werewolf.

"Our groups should get accustomed to each other during the day. We'll leave early in the morning tomorrow!" He ordered casually, not leaving any room for negotiation.

Afterward, Dilan didn't have anything else to say. He left the encampment of the three Alphas to tell his people to mix with the group of Werewolves to get to know them.

Whether it was for the fight against the Vampires, or to learn more about the strengths and weaknesses of the Werewolves, getting to know them was bound to be helpful.