Chapter 106 Jealousy

　　Vayne's POV 　　Talon momentarily shocked everyone present. 　　"What the hell are you..." Hecarim's eyes widened in horror, and his voice became shaky as he looked at the tall Talon. 　　"You'll find out later." Talon revealed a cold smile, then made a flying lunge, rushing towards the densest part of the werewolf soldiers. Accompanied by a burst of miserable cries, Hecarim's face became increasingly ugly. 　　"Hurry up! Retreat!" Hecarim raised his hand somewhat feebly, his face pale, commanding his men to withdraw. However, it was obviously a bit too late, and quite a few werewolf soldiers fell under Talon's sharp claws. Their throats were penetrated, blood scattered all over the ground, the color of life slowly disappearing from their pupils. 　　"Who the hell are you? Leave your name if you can, and I'll make you realize the consequences of angering the Blackmoon Pack." Hecarim retreated, forcing himself to confront Talon. After all, he was the Alpha of a pack, and if he were to fall away