Crystal's POV:
Time flew, and five years had already passed.
The Sylvia Todd was now Alpha Crystal Quinn of the border pack.
I had just finished dealing with today's government affairs in the meeting hall. At this time, a subordinate rushed in to report that the vampires had come to harass the border residents again.
"Let's go and have a look." I instantly put my pen down and aggressively led my people to the border area.
When I arrived, I spotted two vampires arrogantly grabbing two male werewolves of fifteen or sixteen years old. My blood began boiling. I immediately turned into a wolf and charged at them. I attacked them with my claws and knocked them over, breaking their noses with one swipe of my paw.
When the two vampires saw me, they hastily released the werewolves they were holding hostage, turned around, and tried to run away.
I had no intention of letting them escape. I rushed forward and stopped them swiftly.
The vampires' faces were still covered in blood. Although they were panic-stricken, they still wore arrogant expressions. "If you dare to do anything to us, we will come back here and harass the residents every day."
I laughed frostily, aimed a hard kick at the vampire who was speaking so conceitedly and sneered, "We have a grand parade of our werewolf pack today. We have a lot of visitors in the city, which gave villains like you a chance to sneak in here. I have warned you long ago that if you dare invade our pack again, you will be leaving this place in chains."
The vampires became intimidated and begged for mercy. "We know how powerful you are now. We will never do this again. Please have mercy!"
"It's too late." I didn't want to look at their faces anymore. I gave an order to take them to east mine to work.
The vampires cried and shrieked as they were dragged away.
I dusted my trousers and returned to the city in a good mood.
The construction work of the border pack was on the right track over the past five years, and the lives of the citizens were improving steadily.
When I first assumed my position here, several people recognized my face, but I didn't admit the truth. I just said that Sylvia and I were related by blood, so I looked similar to her. In addition, with Laura's letter of appointment, no one had an issue with my resemblance to Sylvia Todd even if their suspicions were aroused. After all, the queen was one of the highest authorities in the country. How could she let a sinner become an Alpha?
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