Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE.

KOL'S POV Proud jerks! Heartless jerks they all are. No doubt the Moon goddess has never let any of their ancestors win this battle. All I could see in their eyes was ambition, greed, selfishness, heartlessness and all the vices you could ever think of. I would die before I ever fully give my support to them. With what I did to that Alpha Lance of a man today, I'm sure when he's going to be the first to order for my execution the moment this war is over. I have agreed to join forces with them verbally, that's not what I have in my heart. I can never fight with people who have done nothing but reject me all my life. I know what I'm up to and they won't even see this coming, they all think they are going to use me to fight this battle, instead I'm going to use them and when I'm done, they will be sorry. Especially that weasel of a man called Alpha Lance. When I'm done with him , he is going to be sorry. My thoughts are interrupted by the sweet smell of lavender as I pass the boundary bet