Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien)

Chapter 151

Standoff

Standoff

Third POV

Bram focused his sharp eyes as he scanned the Shadowfang perimeter where he had run to in the north. He had cradled Tamara close to him. The pup was crying

constantly and he was getting impatient.

She was so small and so vulnerable that it was a perfect leverage. He was going to take her to his hiding place in the human town, and then trade her with Auren. Simple. He had nothing to do with the pups. Lucien could keep them. As long as Bram was concerned, it was a fantastic idea. A win-win situation.

He knew that the Shadowfang warriors were scattered. Mo

of

on the southern border, fighting off the Alphas who had launch them were focused

their attack. He

the alphas. They were all fighting for him for his selfish reasons-which they didn't know. It was

noticed that there were a few patrolling guards here and there

could use that.

calculating, plotting, on how to get out. He took out scent-masking herb from a small pouch in his slacks, crushed it in his palm and rubbed it against his clothes and a little over Tamara. The powerful scent Tamara. The

could, holding Tamara close to him. Her smell, though mingled with Lucien's, soothed him a lot because it also carried Auren's scent. He didn't care what would happen after Auren came to him for her pup's sake, but he was going to take her away and hide her forever. And she would

low. He followed the stream down. The rush of the water kept her soft cries muffled. He came across a narrow bend of the stream, crossed it, and moved as fast as possible into the forest. Luckily, he didn't come across any of the warriors. He stayed hidden under thick foliage for a few minutes, scanning, listening carefully. Though he could hear occasional

northern side.

spend the night in a safe place. He kept moving until he came across a path that he remembered,

Standoff

drink, but for that he needed to go to the cave. His hand tightened around Tamara as he moved, the only sound in the dark of the night was the crunch

on the floor, resting his head against the wall. He didn't have the time to rest for now. He took out the baby formula from his bag. Adding water, he made the milk

breathe. Closing his eyes, he just imagined one thing to be with Auren again. He had no use of the pup. She was his liability only until Auren was his again. Even though he knew that he couldn't afford to relax, sleep overcame fast. As soon as Tamara

he couldn't get silver bullets/because they were banned in the market, he poisoned the ones he got using every poisoned

woke him up. He got up groggily, wondering

for her and fed her, holding gently as she drank it greedily. As he held her, he couldn't help smiling. What if the pup was his? He chuckled, brushing her soft hair. Then he