Everything seemed like hell.
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Celina pov：
"You are my mate; you should follow me to the Blue Moon pack."
Lambert's words were all commanding in tone as if I should obey him.
I challenged, "You haven't asked me if I want to!"
Hearing me said this, Sera was not happy.
She questioned me through mind link, "What? Do you want to say no?"
At the same time, Lambert also questioned, "Are you willing?"
My wolf suddenly became more agitated.
She barked at me frantically, "Yes! Say yes, what are you hesitating about!"
I wasn't in a hurry; I said, "It's okay for me to say yes, but next, you have to listen to me."
Of course, I couldn't let go of such a good opportunity.
I couldn't keep being hindered by Sera, and I had to take some control of the initiative.
"You black heart! Are you threatening me?" Sera snarled at me.
"Yes, I am threatening you. Hurry up! I don't have that much time to wait. If you refuse to listen to me, then next, I will dissolve the mate relationship with Lambert anytime." I said.
Sera's very aggrieved yet helpless look was really cute.
Since Sera was willing to cooperate, I would also keep my word.
I agreed to Lambert's request.
Sera was delighted after hearing my reply.
She didn't continue to argue with me and chose to take a break for now.
Alla and I and Silver Lake Pack's subordinates escorted my injured father back to the alpha's residence.
Werewolves have a great self-healing ability, but the father was old, the speed of self-healing was slower than young adults.
On the way back, Alla spoke with me.
She said, "Celina, you are very different today."
"Oh? What's different?" I looked at her.
Alla frowned and said, "You are a totally different person. In fact, from the time I went to see you before the hunt, I noticed that you were a little different. It's just that I was very nervous at that time, all thinking about how to save my life in the hunting game. So I did not say much."
"In the past, you used to be too timid to speak in a crowd. But today, you are brave as hell."
"There are some other details. You seem to be a completely different person; you don't seem to be you."
When I heard Alla say that, my breath caught in my throat.
I was worried that she'd figured out that I was the fake Celina.
I had no idea what the old Celina was like.
How should I explain this phenomenon?
"Maybe facing danger always stimulates a lot of potentials," I said.
"Is that so?"
Alla deflated and continued, "Another possibility is that we are all adults now. Once, I heard my father said that after gaining wolves as adults at the age of eighteen, the personalities of some clansmen do change."
"Yeah, that's right!"
I immediately agreed and laughed awkwardly.
Alla continued, "You've found your MATE; I'm happy for you."
"It's just that ......"
Alla sighed and continued, "It's just that Wilson should be sorrowful, you know, he's always liked you. He always used to say he sensed you were his mate ......"
I frowned; who was Wilson?
It sounded as if there was a complicated emotional history?
I did not reply; Alla held my hand: "Do not worry too much; Wilson is kind, and he will certainly understand all this and will bless you!"
I still didn't know how to answer, and after a long time, I just said, "I hope so."
Alla did not continue to mention Wilson.
We continued on our way.
After settling my father, Alla left, and I was ready to find a place to rest.
At that moment, there was a noise outside the house.
I walked out to find the sound.
Outside stood several Silver Lake Pack clansmen, each with sadness written all over their faces.
As I walked out of the room, one of the middle-aged women came up to me: "Honorable Celina, I beg you, save our daughters!"
Another man also came up: "Yes, save our poor daughters. We often hear the screams coming from the hunting grounds. They will die in there. We are just too worried."
"I heard that the wolves of Viperpack have become more brutal in their methods ......"
To be honest, as a vampire, I lack sympathy for werewolves.
And I wasn't in a position to save others right now.
So I was going to refuse them.
I said, "I'm very sorry; I would love to save them if I could. But I really don't have the ability right now."
When I said this, it caused the crowd to break down emotionally: "Please help us. You and Alla can come out safely; there must be a way to save them. She is only eighteen years old ah ......"
"My daughter is only seventeen; her wolf hasn't awakened yet; I can't imagine what she is suffering."
"We already know that you are the mate of Blue Moon pack alpha. Blue Moon pack is a powerful pack. They might be willing to help us."
"Yes! Yes! Please ......"
For a moment, I didn't know how to respond.
After thinking for a moment, I said, "Let me think about it for a while, okay? I need to think about exactly what I should do."
The reason I said this was just to stall for time, not really planning to do anything because I didn't think I could do anything.
Thinking back to Lambert's indifference to me and his sensible personality, I was not sure he would help Silver Lake Pack.
I shut myself in the house and was very torn.
My father came out from walking at that moment, not fully recovered from his injuries, and at the moment, he was walking with trembling.
I immediately went up and held her: "Father, you should rest."
Father said, "I heard their prayers; I am an incompetent alpha who can't protect my people. Viperpack is completely enraged; they must be r****g and slaughtering frantically on the hunting ground now."
Father's expression was sorrowful.
I didn't know what to say.
After a few moments, my father looked at me with tears in his eyes: "Celina, my daughter. Father wants to beg you for the clan!"
"Please, go save them."
"Father, please don't do this ......"
"Child, an incompetent father cannot order what you must do. Perhaps you should go outside the hunting grounds and listen to the voices inside."
My father gazed at me.
I did not continue to refuse but obeyed the arrangement and let my father's subordinates take me to the nearest place to the hunting ground.
Werewolves have a keen sense of hearing.
Soon, some girls' voices came into my ears intermittently.
"Don't ...... beg you to let me go ...... don't ...... ah ...... "
"f**k, I'm going to kill you b***h!"
"Mommy, help me!"
"Slave pack girls, all come to my arms!"
"I'm only 18 years old. Am I going to die here?"
"Ah ......please help me! Save me!"
The girls' screams, the sound of their clothes torn, and the curses and jeers of the Viperpack clan stimulated my eardrums.
Everything seemed like hell.
Those girls, like a flower in bloom, should have been breathing happily in the sun.
But they were being tortured by demons at that moment.
In front of life, the boundaries of race are not so clear anymore.
I wanted to save these girls!
At this moment, we had two choices.
First: ask Lambert for help. Lambert was not always willing to help. He was willing to save me because I am his mate. Whether out of alpha dignity or instinct, he would rescue me.
But would he save the people of Silver Lake pack? I wasn't sure.
What came to my mind was Lambert's cold expression.
Second: lead all the clansmen of Silver Lake Pack to resist.
Silver Lake Pack's strength was too weak to resist. Resisting at that time might cause the extermination of the clan.
No, I could not do that.
So the only option was to ask Lambert for help.
"I will try," I said to my father's subordinates.
After leaving the hunting ground, I prepared to go to Lambert.
Only after walking a short distance, I met Lambert's subordinate.
He said that Lambert was looking for me and had something significant to do.
What could it be?
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