THE END OF THE BLOODY WAR.6?🐺☑️Complete And Edited.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN.

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                              Oriela walks out of her selected room fully dressed in a chosen beautiful golden white gown representing the fact that she is the royal to the omegan pack while Oden was dressed in a wonderful coal black tuxedo with a black shirt and silver tie to complement his eyes marking the fact that he is the royal representative of the alphas. They each glimpse at each other backs escorted by two maids eyes black like soulless corpses.  After the short amount of minutes placed prisoner in different rooms it felt like hours of unbearable torture. With a gripping fear of what was happening to the other in the opposite part of the hallway. After so much hurt they had gotten immune to the physical pain not the emotional torture aching to have those they love and care for close to them. So it was a relief to see each other still healthy as healthy in war can call it. Once the sun had fully set and the blue sky darkened the table was arranged with all sorts of delicacies, they were here for a short or long conversation depending on the restraints each member across the table has for the other. Patience is going to be the name of the game let's us see how far they can play before one snaps and loses.

The dinning table.
Once seated they wait for 'the guest of honor'. She claims herself royalty so waiting should be done by the subjects. Oden kept hold of his napkin under the table placing all his anger on his napkin ringing it to near shreds, the audacity of the bitch treating them like dogs waiting for validation from it's owner. Thirty minutes of dead silence was broken by loud steps of the awaited demonic She wolf  as she walks into the room dressed in a red gown complementing her hair as red as blood with black roots still showing. "Am sorry to have kept you waiting, appearances are important." "They are also deceiving." Oden spits out not afraid of the woman at all, what's the most she can do to him, light him up like a torch, with his Oras fire he'd like to see her try. His grey eyes land on her orange enjoying the burning flames of anger slowly extinguish to her normal brown replacing it with a short smile at his comment not wanting to jump at his throat at the moment. She was saving all that energy for something for more important for now breathing exercises should be at the tip of her fingers. "I see you are quite knowledgeable but use you tongue to taste the good food prepared instead of sharpening it with silly little remarks The night is still young for a sour conversation." This sounded like a cue as plates of food are placed infront of them, appetizing sight he has taken long to see. His favorites, roasted duck, chicken stew, roasted pig were arranged so well infront of him forcing several flashbacks of his brother and father on the same table dinning together after a long days work. The bloodhound's eyes digging into his own enjoying the sudden look she knows well, the yearning of a son and a brother. She had it once, it died.

                          Meanwhile not far from all the table silence of bitter memories was Jason, Jayden and Arthur. The three alphas had managed to sneak in to the Alpha's land through the black forest thanks to the maps given to them by Addison. The black hearted bitch no sorry I meant the omegan she wolf was able to curate a map to the side that would help them cross undetected and even if they got detected Arthur was ready with his decoys to hold off the bloodhound's puppets. They moved up on the trees, not getting disturbed by anyone so far, the darkness of the black forest being the blanket for their hideaway. The movement was all good but the way to the bunker was all thorns. Seeing the many activities that surrounded the rebellion took place in that vicinity several guards were placed around to snipe any wolf that would uncover themselves during the raids. It was a tip toe race up in the branches searching for a clear way to get to the hideout. "What should we do now?" Jason whispers counting the number of hiding puppets "We will have to send a signal somehow to notify the Oden's aunt that we are here already." Arthur adds also worried that all this work they put in to get to their homeland was pointless. The two turn to their wolf brother finding it awkward that they were voicing out their concerns while Jayden stayed silent as if contemplating something. Something he definitely didn't inform them otherwise they would help him figure it out. The dark brown haired male shoves his hand in his pocket taking out a small tube with thick red like liquid shaped into it. It was amazing how the fragrance was felt by only Arthur and Jayden as Jason was confused by whatever was inside to understand. "Oden's blood? Why would you have that?" "That's Oden's blood?" Jason questions despite getting a straight up answer if only Arthur was next to him to give him a good pinch on the nose, how much wolves hate that.