Chapter 1201: Chapter 1300

This left the witches as defenseless as regular werewolves against the army, easily trapped.

“Gale, it’s time to face the consequences for your recent deeds.

”

Caleb gave me a cold stare.

He stood outside the camp with a large pack of werewolves backing him up, including a few from the Silver Ridge Pack, but not as many as I thought there would be.

Eduardo wasn’t in sight.

I let out a relieved sigh.

It seemed like I could handle this situation.

With a scoff, I looked at Caleb, mocking him.

“You’ve regrouped so quickly.

Looks like Debra’s death didn’t affect you much.

So much struggle for love, huh?”

“Don’t you dare!” Caleb snapped the moment I brought up Debra’s name.

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His eyes widened, fists clenched, and he looked at me with pure hatred, like he was itching to come over and throttle me.

“Debra’s alive!” He jabbed his claw at me, seething.

“I’ll find Debra, and today, I’ll avenge that fire!”

“Ha-ha! Fool!” I rolled my eyes at those wild claims, full of disbelief.

“Come on, I was there when Debra went up in flames.

Bones and all, burnt to a crisp.

”

Caleb’s POV:

With Eduardo’s assistance and given that the Xeric Pack didn’t chase their win after they attacked the edges of the Thorn Edge Pack but just encircled us, my fight-back plan unfolded without a hitch.

Good timing, the right place, and strong alliances were crucial.

Even though the Thorn Edge Pack took a big hit, there was now a pause in the fight.

The victorious Xeric Pack, likely full of themselves, wasn’t expecting us to hit back in such tough times.

This was our chance to turn the tables.

I led our top fighters with resolve, and with Eduardo by my side, we quickly broke out of the Xeric Pack’s trap.

But Gale’s calmness caught me off guard when we got to their main base; she stood there cool and collected, not at all the chaos I thought she’d be in.

She even threw a cold taunt at me, using Debra’s death to get under my skin.

A wave of deep anger surged in me.

Gale, holding a grudge against Rick, was behind Debra and my father’s deaths and she forced so many from our pack to leave their homes-how could she just stand there so unaffected?

Those were real people’s lives; how could she be so heartless as if she just stepped on bugs?

She deserved the harshest punishment.

I felt a strong urge for revenge heating up my veins; my hands balled into fists, ready to act, fueled by my rage.