Chapter Two Hundred Fifty Five

Lionel Haelstrom could barely contain himself as the car sped across the asphalt towards the capital of Lycaon. This was the third group heading there to defend the king. This time he'd chosen to go with them for he feared his father was in grave danger. Against his sister's complaints to keep him in the pack, he left in a hurry.

His beta, seeing that the man could barely contain himself, had chosen to take on the role of driving. "Hey, Lionel, we should prepare an excuse to present to the alpha for disobeying his orders," the beta tried.

Lionel barely heard his beta's words. His mind wouldn't stop running the different possibilities that could be taking place in the capital. It was only when the thick scent of blood hit his nose that he realized there was something wrong with what had happened. Looking forward, he noticed they'd just about reached the capital, "The smell of death is thick in the air," his beta said.