Chapter 6 6 5 Years Later

5 years later Kevin’s POV I awoke from a dream, opened my eyes, turned over, and found a naked unfamiliar female wolf beside me. I furrowed my brow, sat up; yesterday's drinking had left my head slightly dizzy. "Good morning, Alpha Kevin." The female wolf lay half-propped, caressing my neck seductively. "Alpha, you were wild yesterday. I'm all weak and wet now, can hardly stand." "Now, leave." She looked briefly surprised, then nervously licked my ear. "Alpha Kevin, fuck me again." "Don't make me say it a second time." I growled lowly, fed up with the strong perfume scent, pushing her away. She trembled, grabbed a random shirt, and hurriedly fled. I stared at the closed door, my eyes filled with gloom. Beta Liam's taste in women was truly lacking. I dialed Liam's phone. "Liam, come to my room now." Before he could answer, I stood naked and walked into the bathroom. 15 minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom. Beta Liam stood by the bed, staring at the torn clothes scattered on the floor, cautiously breathing. I lightly teased, "Huh? Liam, don't tell me you can't handle the scent of sex? Don't tell me you're still a virgin." Liam shook his head seriously, "No, Alpha, it's just the scent is too intense. You must've had quite a release yesterday. So, what did you call me for?" I remained silent for a moment. "Have you found Ella?" "No, in these five years, we've scoured the entire supernatural realm, even human activity areas, but found no trace of her." Beta Liam looked at me cautiously. "Alpha, Ella might... might be dead." My eyes darkened. "Kill all the black wolves in the dungeons." "All of them?" Liam looked uneasy. "Alpha, in these five years, we've killed too many black wolves. We investigated; those black wolves weren't true Rogues. They were former members of the Black Moon Pack, likely victims of the Rogues themselves." "So what? Better to kill a hundred wrongly than let one go. I want every black wolf to pay the price!" I roared furiously. On that night five years ago, Ella left me. Ella's mother died to save me, and Ella sacrificed herself so I could survive. I hated myself until I lost Ella, understanding how important she was to me. I trained like a madman, became a stronger wolf, and expanded the Blood Moon Pack for revenge against the black wolves. All these years, I've had my subordinates relentlessly search that area near the lake. All they found were piles of bones. I don't believe those belonged to Ella. I've sent werewolves to scour the supernatural realm, still finding no sign of her. My despair and frenzy intensified, venting by killing black wolves. "Don't make me say it a second time. Order all Blood Moon Pack werewolves, no black wolf should be left alive." "Understood, Alpha." After Liam left the room, in anger, I smashed all the teacups on the table, defeatedly slumping back into the wooden chair. Look at you, Kevin, this soulless appearance, you deserve it. My wolf came out to mock, just like in these past five years. I ignored it, but it continued. You rejected our mate, and had no ability to protect her. Kevin, I must say, you're the most failed alpha. "Enough, Eric, I know it's my fault. Can you stop bringing it up all the time?" My mood became increasingly irritable. Hmph, I should be the one angry; you foolish human! I've warned you countless times not to go against the fate granted by the Moon Goddess. But you persist, and now I've lost my mate too. If I had a physical form, I'd have beaten you black and blue long ago. Wolf paced restlessly within me, and to avoid our growing conflict, I sighed helplessly. 'I understand, Eric, no matter what, we need to look forward, right?' It remained silent, regaining calm. In the evening, father Peter Allen summoned me back to the Blood Moon Pack camp. In the study, he wore a serious expression. “Kevin, I heard you ordered the Blood Moon Pack werewolves to kill all black wolves?” "Yes, Father." "Kevin, you're absolutely confused. While the Black Moon Pack werewolves and the Rogues who killed Ariana and Ella are black wolves, they were once part of the same group. After internal unrest, some black wolves formed a new faction as Rogues. But there are still some black wolves who are good, innocent." "So what? Outsiders always have different hearts. No one can predict that those so-called innocent black wolves won't betray and join the Rogues. They killed our werewolves first, so they must all pay." I said, devoid of any mercy. "Father, I am now the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. I have my judgment, besides this, please do not interfere." Father stared at my red eyes, his tone weakened. "Kevin, you've changed, become more ruthless, bloodthirsty." At night, Red Rose Club. I lazily lounged on the sofa, sipping a cocktail, my eyes blurred, fixed on the sexy dancers in the club. They occasionally cast seductive glances at me, but I merely smirked, feeling nothing inside. Women were all the same to me—just for sex and pleasure. Thinking of Father's assessment, I smirked devilishly. Indeed, I had become much more ruthless. "Hi, Alpha Kevin, can we keep you company?" Two she-wolves approached with drinks, dressed provocatively, revealing half of their breasts. They sat on either side of me. I glanced at them but did not refuse. The she-wolf on the right, in a purple skirt, was bolder, her hand slowly slipping into my chest, teasingly gazing at me. The other she-wolf licked my ear, her breasts pressing against my arm. I caressed the she-wolf's buttocks, my gaze unfocused, starting to enjoy it. Suddenly, I caught a familiar scent—pear blossom mixed with a hint of lemon. My brain snapped awake instantly. I pushed away the two she-wolves frantically, running madly in that direction. I smelled the fresh air like a drowning person, greedily seeking that scent. "Ella!" Mate! My wolf also excitedly shouted. I dashed through the crowd, searching for her figure, and saw a woman with golden hair. My pupils dilated, and as I reached out my hand to touch her shoulder, I felt a cold sensation on my face. For a moment, my vision blurred, and that woman disappeared without a trace. I stared in shock at the drink in my hand, a storm raging within me. That woman was Ella, wasn't she?