Wolf's Will

Chapter 6

The sect has its base at the Volde Pack territory. Ashina's father is the one who spearheaded it. They have all grown and learnt to hate every member of the Ultimate pack. They were to get any information about the Ultimate pack and share it with other members. The sect consists of Alphas from different packs. Alphas who harbor disgust and annoyance at the existence of the Ultimate Alpha. 

Amoux can't even touch Beowulf not to talk of punching his way through these men before him. He snapped his finger at Beowulf, and went towards where Ashina was. 

"I will take her with me. You," he pointed at the market leader. 

"Yes! Lord Amoux," Farkas ran to him and bow

"Get help and carry her along with me to the Volde pack," Amoux ordered. 

"Get help from someone from the Volde Pack." He whispered to Farkas. No matter how strong and influential a werewolf is, there is a limit to those he can control. Not even an Alpha of a pack can control or order those of another pack. The only person exceptional to this rule, is the Ultimate Alpha.

Beowulf watched as Farkas gathered people and they carried Ashina away. Even with her loss of consciousness, her face was still brightened. Her resting face wasn't like most of the girls Beowulf knew. He couldn't resist thinking about her. He wanted to go to Amoux and order him to leave Ashina. He wanted to go to Ashina and take her home. 

"Beowulf! That's enough. You have angered the young wolf enough. Don't go looking for trouble now!" One of the men who appeared to be his guard said. 

"But uncle, I think she is the one." He said looking at the eldest and strongest of the men.

"She is the one? What did she say to you?" His uncle, Audolf asked. 

"She didn't say much. But I heard her say 'i love lord Beowulf'" he replied eagerly, holding his hand across his uncle's shoulder.

"Let me go to him. There is nothing he can do," he protested

"Don't! Leave the poor boy. You should let us return. At least, we know who it is now. Ashina of the Volde Pack right?" 

"Yes! You heard everything, didn't you?" 

"Yes! I did. And she didn't say 'I love Lord Beowulf'. She said 'I love this Lord Beowulf,'" 

"Uncle! What don't you hear?" 

"Things I don't have interest in"

"One of these days, I will defeat your hearing," 

"Not even your father could," 

"Can you say that before him?"

Audolf smirked

"You know that didn't start today," 

Beowulf watched Ashina taken away. He thought of how many other ladies he had used his scent on. His scent is like a minimal version of his father's "the void". He uses his scent to build confidence and let people say what they want to say. Something deep in them that they wouldn't say on a normal day. But it wasn't like his father's "the Void". 

He had used his scent on other girls, and most of them had come to him. They would tell him how handsome he is, how gracious his walking gait is, how they would love to have sex with him, just so they could become the Ultimate Luna. They all confessed that they wanted him because of his position and the title that would be awarded to them if they became mates. 

A friend of his already told him to accept any of them. That all of the Felans in Noguchi are the same. They all want you for the thing you promise them. 

"Listen, it's just like how most of us want the Felans for sex. They want us for the position and importance we can offer." His friend had advised him. 

"Have you been sitting so much with Uncle Edon that you now talk like some prophetic disciple?" He made fun of his friend. He had promised his friend that he would fine a woman worthy of him. But this particular friend of his, is no longer alive to witness him get married to Ashina.

But here he is today, with Ashina being the one he always wanted. She is the first one who felt the pressure of his scent, who was under the influence of his scent, and yet confessed his feelings to him.

He thought of days with her. How happy he would be with her. The very thought of appreciating her beauty appeals him. The wonderful body she has, made him get super excited. Even though it was growing little by little, he could feel his manhood receiving the rush of blood that comes with being sexually aroused. He smiled and turned to his uncle.

"Let's go home."