Countdown 15 Departing From the Alpha (Evelyn)
I Become Novel 62

Chapter 53

All the hunters that had been listening were fairly surprised at this piece of information which made them listen more intently to the interrogation. All the attention was on the "conversation" between

the two.

A watcher student and a 3rd ranked werewolf all in one. We have never captured a watcher before. They neglected to inform us of there being watcher students in the exercise. Those stupid wolves, can't even do this little work right. Well at least the capture of a watcher student redeems them a bit I guess.” The older man sighed, shaking his head from side to side disapprovingly.

"Don't mess with our Alpha." The young werewolf affirmed angry through gritted teeth. He really cursed the man inside his mind. When he was asked a question he replied easily even without meaning to, but if he wanted to speak of his own volition it was difficult, he barely managed to open

his mouth to say those few words.

“Ohhh..... It seems we have some very protective wolves." Smirking pleased, the hunter spoke mockingly at the futile attempt to retaliate, seeing that the other werewolves were also trying to

move angrily.

Because of the sarcastic words, all the hunters snickered haughtily, with some even whistling as though they agreed.

and With his smile growing even larger because of the response, the chief of the hunters got up walked towards Celia. Seeing her up closer only then did he realize her eyes were dark as night. But he was still not alarmed as she had not tried to move at all this whole time. Werewolves were impulsive creatures in his preconceiving mind. A werewolf would have rashly attacked a hundred times by now, if he or she could move. After all, not one werewolf in the past had stayed still and a assessed the situation before fighting against them.

Naturally, Celia would be no different in his opinion. Though the man seemed to be forgetting that the werewolves in front of him were not rogue ones that he had hunted in the past. They were pack born and raised werewolves, who were many times more calmer and rational.

“What a beautiful female wolf. Who would say you would be a rd rank wolf, little pup? You look quite delicious. What do you say boys?" He said licking his lips. The hunters got the lewd remark and smirked even more.

“So do we get a shot?” Some of them enthusiastically quickly tried their luck.

"Only after I get the first taste boys. Only after that." The grinning hunter affirmed indulgent, Jowering his guard even more that he placed his riffle on his back instead of still carrying it in his

hands.

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The trucks arrived while he still admired the unmoving Celia. He had even raised his hand to caress her face, but stopped himself when the other hunters got down from the trucks to load their prey.

"Hey chief could we also take the deer? How about some barbecue tonight?" The young hunter who was still standing next to the last ranked werewolf asked happily.

“Sure that's a wonderful...." Started to say the distracted chief, taking his eyes off of Celia to look in the direction of the young hunter. But he was stopped in his reply as Celia's hand was already on his neck. When he regained his mind a second later feeling the choke, he realized that his feet were barely even touching the ground.

Celia knew she waited for as long as she could, but in the distance she could not hear the sounds of help coming. If she were to wait to be transported it would be even more difficult to save her and the others. So she decided to place her trust in her strength and that of her wolves. They helped her before when she was attacked by rogues, so even if it was her first hand experience in dealing with hunters she was determined to survive and help her pack survive also.

If help did not come, she would be that help.

"Chief!!" Yelled afraid the young hunter, as he saw his chief held by one hand in the air by the female wolf and could not believe his eyes. She was supposed to be immobile. How could she move

fast that his eyes could not even keep up with her movements?

Even if they had not dealt with 3rd rank wolves before, the high ranked wolves should still be at least slowed down somewhat, if the spell could not stop their movements altogether. But she did not seem to be the least bit affected by it.

The other hunters also turned their eyes towards their chief alarmed. They were about to carry the werewolves, so they did not have their eyes on the older man and Celia. Seeing the unbelievable position of the man who was currently struggling to remove Celia's arm, they immediately raised their weapons, but could not shoot as the chief was in her hand. Even if the wolfbane did not kill their chief, the bullet that contained it still could. They could not risk moving rashly.

"Let him go you monster or we'll shoot!" One of the hunters ordered with authority. He was still under the impression they had the situation under control.

"Let the girls come down from the truck and leave. If you do not want

our chief's neck broken like a in to their threat. Even if she

wig.” She calmly and expressionlessly said. She did not falter and giur

did not get along with the other girls, she was still the Alpha. The Alpha's job was to ensure protection.