Alpha’s Slave Luna
Chapter 113

Otis's POV:

"Please excuse our rudeness, surely a beautiful lady such as yourself cannot be a rogue."

I walked with the wolves of these packs on the slightly all steep mountain path, the leader of these wolves was walking beside me.

"We are quite far away from the other wolves in Snow Pack, usually no other wolves come to us, and after your transformation into a wolf, your fur does look so much like the colour of those rogues, it's a misunderstanding!" "Is it really that similar, is their fur also silvery white?"

II had some doubts as I looked at the strong werewolf in front of me, who had wrapped his clothes made of fur around his body, revealing only the two obvious pectoral muscles on his chest, as if to show off his strength. Apart from him, all of them wore skimpy clothes made of fur that didn't even look like they had been professionally worked on.

Did their pack not have werewolves who made clothes?

With some doubt in my mind, the werewolf leader's voice reached my ears again.

"It cannot be said that they are exactly the same, but they do resemble each other, and the leaders of these rogues seem to be of one family, with some white tinge to their pelts, and claim to be descended from the Moon God, and that we should offer our food freely." "Descendants of the Moon God?!"

I couldn't help but shake my body as I listened to his words, wasn't I myself a descendant of the Moon God, could the rogues here also be descended from the Moon God and form a clan?

I could hardly believe what he was saying, the Moon Gods are all powerful when they awaken, if these hooligans had a family bloodline, Snow Pack would have been destroyed already.

"That's right, these guys who claim to be descendants of the Moon God have robbed our food countless times, in my opinion, these so-called descendants of the Moon God are a bunch of crazy devils!"

I watched his expression turn angry and I fell silent, these so-called rogues claiming to be descendants of the Moon God made me feel curious, but I had only come here to look for the Snow Elves, so perhaps I did not have the chance to meet these rogues. The slope of the mountain path ahead was becoming clearer and I told the leader of these werewolves what I had come here for, while walking in the direction of the top of the mountain.

The mountain path around me seemed to have been cut by hand, and although it looked rather rough, there was no danger of falling down.

"So you came here just to look for a plant called a snow elf?"

"Yes. If you know, would you mind telling me?"

"I seem to have some impression based on the characteristics you described, but I don't remember too clearly, there should be such a plant at the top of the mountain."

At the sound of his voice, a sudden joy filled my heart, he was like a candle in the darkness, making all my previous worries and panic disappear.

"Great, please help me in any way you can, I will thank you with all my might afterwards!"

"Although I don't remember it very well, there should be others within the wolf pack who know and I will ask for you."

The werewolf's face smiled, and then he pointed to a hill not far away, where there was a blurred shadow of buildings, hidden in the rain and leafy cover of the sky.

"We are almost there not far ahead, you should be feeling hungry too having come from so far away to our wolves, I will prepare some food for you."

"The moon gods bless you, you are such a kind werewolf."

The rain continued to drift from the sky and by the time I was halfway up the mountain, which had become sparse due to the shade of the trees, I could feel it lapping at my body even more violently.

As I had been running uncovered on this journey, my combat fatigues had all been soaked through and although I did not feel the cold, this soaking wetness made me feel a little uncomfortable. Suddenly I felt some stares coming from the side, which disappeared again when I turned my head in curiosity.

I saw the leader of the wolves swallow as if he had swallowed his throat for a moment, his breathing much heavier, and then he spoke with a suddenness.

"Otis, may I just call you by your name, I meant to say that with such strength and beautiful posture, you must be the result of exercise from a very young age."

With that said, his pupils looked upwards as if he was contemplating something.

"Let me guess, in your wolf pack, you are the daughter of an Alpha?"

I froze for a moment at the sound of his voice, then I smiled, remembering the painful past in my head.

Although those painful memories were still awake inside my head, I could now face them openly.

"No, I'm not the daughter of an Alpha, I was once just a slave to the wolves that destroyed the pack." "Slave?"

Suddenly I saw this werewolf laugh again, his face full of disbelief.

"Are you kidding, how could a beautiful lady like you ever be a slave, you must be ......

Before he could finish, an enthusiastic voice came from the distance.

"Brother you are finally back, father and mother have been waiting for you for a long time!"

I followed the voice towards the distance and I saw a little girl who was standing between two trees, she was happily shaking his hands and her eyes were full of anticipation inside. "This time our wolves have a guest, so hurry back and pack up, don't stand out in the rain!"

"Guests?"

The little girl had some surprised glance at me, then turned her head and quickly rushed towards the complex.

Her brown hair had become darker from the rain and she looked like she had been waiting in the rain for a long time.

"That's my sister, ma'am, it's not good to stay out in this weather for long, I hope you don't mind the humble surroundings of my home."

"Of course not, when I return to the Blue-moon Pack I will be sure to come back and thank you specifically for your help today."

"Then I look forward to seeing you again."

With that he turned his head abruptly.

"Peter, your head hurts, so you're off for the day for now, and the rest of you go about your business."

"Understood, chief!"

As I watched the men go off in various directions and our figures enter the buildings that surrounded us, I watched my surroundings, and then my brow grew furrowed. Was this really what a wolf pack looked like?

I looked in amazement at the old and rather outdated buildings.

Many of the buildings were made of wood, with only a few walls made of stone, and the surfaces of these buildings were marked by time, covered with claw marks and various tears, as well as some simple repairs.

The wolves passing by looked at me with amazement, their clothes were even more worn than those of the wolves down the hill, a few of them even had no fur, just rags stitched together.

They ran quickly towards the nearby houses, and I even noticed that their bodies seemed to be shivering from the cold.

My eyes widened as I realised that their gaze was more focused on my clothing, perhaps they hadn't seen such well-made combat clothing before?

Snow Pack, what kind of wolf pack were they.

Countless doubts focused on my mind as I followed the wolf leader's footsteps and entered a house made of stone, as soon as I entered their doorway a warmth came from within, while I felt a small hand grab my wrist. "Sister, you are a guest of our wolves, are you not? Come in and make a fire, you are already very wet."

I lowered my my head to look at the little girl, her voice was as nice as a bird's, but her young cheeks revealed a pale yellow as if she was undernourished.

"Otis, don't be polite, you can make this your home."

Suddenly the voice in the werewolf's hand sounded again and he took the lead towards the front, while I followed behind him.

The architecture of this room seemed a little more normal, but the style was very different from the Blue-moon Pack, their wolves didn't even seem to be able to create the equipment to generate electricity, and as I walked in there were only candles emitting light along the way.

If it wasn't for the fact that it was daytime, I'm afraid it would have seemed very dim and I felt as if I had entered a building from a previous century.

Suddenly it became bright ahead and I saw a huge hollow in the floor of the living room ahead, the floor of the hollow was no different from the dirt outside and they had piled wood on top of this dirt, leaving a warm pile of fire lit inside.

"We are colder here and this is one way Katy thought we could gather here to eat in the warmth."

A gentle old werewolf's voice sounded ahead of me and I saw a hunched lady standing in front of the fire, stirring hard with a spoon the porridge in the pot on the fire.

"Am I not very clever, sister."

This time I heard the little girl's laughter as she cheerfully pulled me up to the fire, then took something black out of a nearby pocket and proceeded to try and tear the black stuff up and throw it into the pot of porridge. What was that stuff?

I didn't have time to see it, but the lady had already passed a bowl of porridge in front of me.

Maybe if I taste it I'll know what it is.

I thought to myself, holding the bowl of hot porridge in my hands and slowly swallowing the sticky substance with a hint of blackness into my lips, but the next moment my eyes widened and I stopped continuing to drink the porridge. "Father, I told you that porridge made with black bread was too bad."

"It can't be helped, until the cabbages in the garden grow, we can......"

"It'll grow well enough to be snatched up by the rascals too .....

"Katy, what are you talking about, the guests are still here!"

They argued in front of me, and I looked at their looks while my insides began to tremble.