LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 170 - The Enemy's Purpose
Chapter 170: The Enemy’s Purpose
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
[Donald’s Perspective]
The second possibility was that the other party had used a special method to block this connection. Based on their usual methods, I thought it was some kind of drug.
Since the opponent was able to develop a pink liquid that could stimulate the potential of the body, it was very likely that they could develop a drug to block the internal connection between werewolves.
They cut me off from Margaret, Elizabeth from Armstrong, and used the Mist. That made it difficult for us to find our mates.
There was a third possibility…
No, I didn’t want to imagine that outcome.
Although my connection to Margaret was severed, because we had marked each other, I knew that Margaret was alive and in reasonably good condition. If Margaret had been seriously injured, I would have been aware of it.
I blocked out my emotions and began to analyze the situation rationally.
Margaret and Elizabeth were still alive. That meant that the other party’s goal was not vengeance or to directly take revenge on me. Otherwise, they would have taken Margaret immediately to a remote place to finish her off and leave. We would have had a hard time finding them.
However, the opponent did not go too far with the Mist. Instead, they maintained a range.
They needed to use Margaret to achieve certain results.
Were they trying to restrain us or confuse us? I connected this matter with the overall situation and thought about it. I wanted to deduce the other party’s true motive.
They had kidnapped Margaret and Elizabeth together, but not Anthony. Logically speaking, Anthony was a valuable figure as the Beta of the Silver Moon Pack.
No, this was different.
Anthony’s value was reflected in the Silver Moon Pack, but Margaret and Elizabeth’s value was completely reflected in me and Armstrong. The Lycan King and the Pack’s Alpha. We were enough to determine the direction of this battle.
I wasn’t their target. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have needed to kidnap Elizabeth at all. Their target was the upcoming battle!
I gripped the headboard tightly. With my strength, I cracked the wooden headboard.
Damn it, they had me by the throat.
It was impossible for me not to save Margaret, but that would mean having to split our forces. The frontal battlefield would become difficult.
I looked at the crowd. Christian would not approve of me doing this.
Margaret was someone I cared about, but every one of our warriors was also someone their parents, loved ones, and loved ones cared about. If they sacrificed themselves, someone would be sad and hysterical for them.
In the face of life, no one was more noble than anyone else.
What if I commanded my men as the Lycan King? Could I do that?
Having power is such a charming taste that I begin to waver between my responsibilities as the Lycan King and a Mate. A voice is reminding me that power comes from the people, that I cannot turn public power into private privilege; another voice is roaring that I have to save my Mate, whatever it takes to get her back to me.
I fixed my gaze on Alpha Armstrong.
He was watching me too. I could tell he was anxious to find his own mate.
“We’re going to send an additional team to find them.”
I saw Christian frown and say, “At this time, with all due respect, Your Majesty. I don’t think this is a wise decision. Our men have been fully assigned. There are no more men to do this.”
“What did you say?!” Armstrong took an emotional step forward and waved his fist at Christian.
Christian put out his hand to block it, but he did not retaliate further. He just looked at me and said firmly, “Your Majesty, I think the person who attacked is very likely to be in the same group as the enemy we’re facing. We might as well focus our energy on the battlefield. As long as we finish this quickly and defeat the other party, we’ll naturally find your…”
Christian paused and looked at Armstrong. “And the Alpha’s mate.”
Anthony took a step forward and took Armstrong’s hand. At the same time, he glared at Christian and said, “That’s just an ideal situation. Don’t say we can’t confirm that the Lycan King and Alpha’s mates are really in the hands of the other party.
Even if they are really in their hands, what if the battle doesn’t go well or the other party moves them away after their defeat? What if the other party directly uses them as chips to negotiate in the battle? We are being too passive.”
“Stop arguing and listen to me,” I said.
Everyone fell silent and turned their gazes to me.
I took a deep breath and said, “I can’t reach Margaret right now, but we can’t leave them alone. Anthony’s right. They’re in the hands of the other side, which is a wildcard in our frontal battle. We have to make sure we’re not disturbed by this.”