Alpha Burno’s POV.
The rank smell of defeat hung heavy in the air, the musky odor of failure intensifying my rage. I growled, my voice reverberating off the walls,
"How dare you let them escape?!" My men flinched, their eyes averted, their bodies rigid with shame.
"Sir, we weren't expecting soldiers!" one of them pleaded, his voice quivering like a leaf in the wind.
"You weren't expecting what?" I hissed, my annoyance curdling into seething anger. "You're both fools!"
“Sorry sir,” they mumbled under their breath, only annoying further.
“Get out of my front now!” I roared, my voice laced with disgust. They bowed down and turned on their heels and ran away. I let out a groan hitting my legs on the wall.
I strode towards the bar, my gait purposeful and brimming with murderous intent. T
