A Beautiful Luna After Rejection

Chapter 184: The Clear Creek Pack Attacked

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But at least that proved we were right to track them down. They attacked a small pack of werewolves and abducted the she-wolves.

I’d been helping Michael investigate the attack for the past few days.

But so far, we hadn’t caught anyone. They were good at getting away. We warned smaller packs to stay alert and increase their security, and the pack Alphas assured us that they’d remain vigilant, but attacks happened one after another.

Michael and I had been running around and exhausted these days.

The Clear Creek Pack that was attacked was a small pack of a few dozen people, so it didn’t have its home in the forest like most werewolves packs, but in human cities. Only a few werewolves chose to live in their forest huts, which made them more vulnerable to attacks.

And worryingly, their attackers were getting bolder.

My pack was the largest in the area, and the previous attacks were far from my pack, which was why I’d never heard of them before. But now, they were getting closer and closer to my pack.

Michael saw this as a way to demonstrate that they could do it anywhere, and our pack couldn’t do anything about it.

The opponents were very crafty about where they were going to strike, which made it clear that they were organized rather than random.

At first, when I followed Michael, one of the attacks took place in the north of my pack. Then, the second one took place in the east. The subsequent few attacks took place in the pack near the east.

Just as Michael and I thought we were getting closer and closer to catching our opponents, another attack took place in the west of the pack.

As a result, Michael and I had to drag our tired bodies around with little effect.

The first thing we did when we got to a place was to find the kidnapped she-wolves. Protecting their lives was the most important thing.

But then we’d miss the time to track down the enemy, and by the time we looked back, the enemy had perfectly masked their scents.

Michael once complained to me that we’d wasted too much time.

I had just found the kidnapped she-wolf from a secret location. I glared at Michael and said, “Saving lives is more important than killing people.”

“But you’re only going to get more she-wolves captured. That’s not going to solve the fundamental problem. Only by capturing the criminals will there be no more she-wolf victims,” Michael pointed out. “You’re sacrificing your long-term interests for the sake of a little mercy in front of you.”

I looked at the frail she-wolf being taken away and sighed.

How could I not know what Michael was saying? But I could not watch the people suffer and not save them. They were also living people. Could I sacrifice one life in front of me for the sake of more lives that might be sacrificed in the future? The number of lives did not measure the value of life.

Michael and I had to keep trying to find clues about where the attackers had passed. Most of the time, there was nothing or just a little wolf poison.

I saw that Michael was already packing up the things we had brought. It looked like he was ready to go back.

I walked around unwillingly, hoping to find more. There was no scent, no weapons, nothing.

The enemy always acted quickly. The Clear Creek Pack was too small. When the attack happened, they were too busy running away. No one told us immediately.

When we arrived, it was too late. They had even taken she-wolf away. We didn’t have time to save the hostages.

I had sent a message to Kate to be careful of the attacks. After all, the Ancient Wood Pack was not far from my pack, and many people did not know the strength of the Ancient Wood Pack. It was likely to be the target of those rash attackers.

Before Michael and I investigated, Alex came to the school and promised to take Kate.

Alex showed his anger to me openly, but he could not do anything to me because Michael was still there. If eyes could kill, I did not doubt that Alex had killed me dozens of times that day.

He was angry that I had helped Kate cover up the fact that she was his mate, and I could understand that.

I would have been angry if someone had hidden Michael from me when I didn’t know about it. But if I had to do it again, I believed I would do the same. I would always be on my friend’s side.

On the other hand, if the enemy had attacked the Ancient Wood Pack, that might have been a good thing for Michael and me.