The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73

ISIDORA

“Babe…”

Blaze leaned down to kiss me again, but right then another uproar broke out outside, mixed with a few groans. I tensed. worried it might be more of those traders, since I’d heard they had a camp set up outside pack territory.

“Stay in here,” Blaze ordered, heading for the door with a look that said nobody should test him.

His intimidating aura rolled out like a violent gust of wind as he opened the door and shut it behind him, leaving us inside.

I hurried to the small window that also connected to the counter where people paid and got served.

“What the hell is going on here?” A man with a big belly came running over with several women right behind him. /

They had rolling pins, brooms, and farming tools in their hands. They looked like a pack of fierce she-wolves, nothing like the people who had been standing around me a little while ago with those cowardly looks on their faces.

One of those women was the one who had come to warn me at the house.

“What’s going on is that you get more incompetent every day, Alpha,” Blaze challenged him, and the man went pale.

No, not the man. The Alpha. Because he wasn’t just any wolf.

“Mr. Ashborne, I came as soon as they told me. I gave these bandits permission to trade inside the pack, but I never imagined they’d come in here acting like thugs,” he started to justify himself while those men trembled on the ground, wounded, their faces battered by Blaze.

My mind got stuck on that last name. Ashborne. Why had he given Blaze a last name when I hadn’t even tried to do that myself?

As I spied on the whole situation, I frowned. In this fantasy, the only person I knew was Blaze, and I understood why I might’ve made up a daughter for us, but what about everyone else? Where had/I pulled all these strange people from?

My supposed pack…

My eyes went back to the leader of the traders. He kept staring at Blaze with panic and resentment at the same time. Blaze had gotten the boar off him, but the man was still shaking on the ground with the other two wounded ones.

“I was planning to donate part of my kill to the pack festival, but now you can eat hay or depend on whatever the other hunters bring back!” Blaze barked at the Alpha, who honestly looked more like an Omega.

From the argument, I understood those women were the hunters’ wives, the ones whose husbands had gone with Blaze into the mountains. It seemed like the men who had stayed behind were weaker. The difference between both sides was obvious.

“I can assure you they won’t be allowed into the pack again…”

“Of course they won’t be allowed into the pack again, or next time I’ll cut off all their heads!” Blaze’s roar made them shudder all over again. “And I want money for the damage.”

On top of that, he took coins from them too.

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