The giant man knew he had to concede to the young girl's terms when he recognized that familiar resolve in her eyes.
She wasn't making him choose just to call a bluff.
Instead, she was showing him that their group had no other choice, but to do what was tasked of them—without getting the short end of the stick.
The kids seemed harmless at first glance, but that was just from the outer perspective.
They're probably carrying weapons with them, too, just in case things go haywire for them.
That maybe is the purpose of their duffel bags.
"From River Severn, you say?"
"That's right, Alpha."
"And they don't look like they're of age to you?"
"I'm certain that they're anything but that, Alpha."
"Where have you made them wait?"
The giant man hesitated. He wasn't entirely sure if it was okay to mention it to the Alpha. "In the barn…"
A pregnant pause enveloped the Alpha's study for a moment.
'As expected, I shouldn't have…'
"Driving them away is easy. With your physical appearance, it shouldn't be a problem. I can't blame you for wavering, though. You said that one of them spoke a word in our language, yes?"
"That's correct, Alpha. I was actually surprised that there were people outside our region who could speak our native language."
"Bring them to the Avignon Gate."
"Yes, Alpha…" The man stilled for a moment after realizing what the Alpha just said. "A-avignon Gate?"
"Did I stutter, Nicholas?"
"No, Alpha. I shall act on it now. I… I apologize for this inconvenience. None of this would have happened if—"
"I won't accept your apology. If you thought you could have done better, any excuse would no longer be valid."
Ashamed, the man could only lower his gaze.
He knows very well that the Alpha isn't the type who resorts to insults if there's something not to be satisfied with. Nicholas was escorted out of the Alpha's study by the pack warriors.
Many of their members say that his only redeeming quality are his terrifying looks. He's the ideal person to ward off intruders whose intention is only to serve their own interests.
That's why he suffered quite a blow from the sudden visit of River Severn's young wolves.
Sure, they looked wary of him at first.
But they soon overcame that fear, and managed to cut a deal with him.
Amber…
For some reason, his instincts were telling him that she was different from her other teammates. The other girl was petrified by the sight of him, and the only guy almost readily accepted to back out today.
If that girl… Amber, didn't try to interfere, he would have succeeded in turning them away.
How did those youngsters find out about the existence of their pack anyway?
Was it intentional?
Had they been researched beforehand?
Nicholas visibly shivered at the thought. If that's the case, River Severn is probably cooking up something in which most gains will be reaped by them.
What were they thinking, though?
Having those snotty kids run an errand like this…
Avignon Gate.
The place could be found within the heart of their pack territory. For outsiders, it may seem like an old, boring structure in the center of their land. On normal occasions, there's nothing special about the Avignon Gate. Their pack members often ignore the passage, and go on about their lives as if it doesn't exist at all.
Well, it's made that way.
The Avignon Gate is considered as one of the special relics in their pack. It has survived many wars, and the only noticeable damages to date are small cracks upon its pillars.
So…
Which events are qualified to take place in front of the gate?
Public execution.
For criminals who can't have redemption even in their next lives.
Hanging…
Which serves as a reminder for the other pack members that in life, second chances aren't always granted.
Their Alpha believes in the work of sincerity.
If one fails to keep that sincerity until the end…
The Alpha will take it as if the person isn't sincere right from the start.
For their pack, second chances are just a myth where people seek comfort in.
And they have this perpetual belief that whoever passes through the gate will be blessed by the moon goddess.
Of course, they can't do that anytime they want.
It has to be on the night of a full moon.
It is said that making a wish while worshipping the full moon will amp up the chances of it becoming true.
Nicholas hasn't tested that before, so he can't speak for its reliability.
Every time he attempts to do it, he feels extremely conscious of himself—uneasy. He feels like the pack members won't like the fact that he still has a wish, despite his strength and robustness.
Wolves who are viewed as strong don't allow themselves to be led by a wish, leaving the efforts up to the moon goddess. They've got too much pride to be joining the average ones in asking Selene to make things possible for them.
But…
The outsiders?
To the Avignon Gate?
What could be the Alpha thinking?
"Listen up. I'll be escorting you all to the Avignon Gate. I want you all to be on your best behavior. You'll be meeting our Alpha there." Nicholas threw them a blank stare. "I won't hear any complain from you. You've requested an audience with the Alpha, that's what this is about. Unless you wish to back out, refrain from asking me any more questions because the Alpha will answer them for you. Have I made myself clear?"
"Yes, Sir. Thank you."
It was the guy who answered to break their silence.
Nicholas was waiting for Amber to offer some strange reaction, but she just quietly nodded her head as if she was a shy person.
A shy person…?
Just earlier, she was oozing with confidence when she spoke to him.
Is that how she gets things going?
By putting up a brave show…
"Then…" Nicholas scowled as he turned his back, "follow me."
"Oh, okay…"
'God, are we finally doing it…?' Pepper thought. She went on to link arms with Amber, and whispered to her, "Don't you think it's going too smooth for us? Maybe this is a trap."
Her fears intensified when Amber didn't even try to deny her suspicions to comfort her.
"We'll cross the bridge when we get there."
"What?" Pepper whisper-yelled. "Do you also feel that something bad is going to happen? It's not too late for us to escape…!"
"Don't panic. It will lead you astray from making rational decisions. We've been told of their nature. As long as we stick to our concept, we should be fine." Besides, the code worked. The Beta was telling the truth when he said that there was no need for lengthy explanations just to convince them. One word is enough to make them fall off their seats. Now, the next obstacle at hand is the real deal. They will be getting the chance to sit down with the Alpha—something that Sir Trent had never mentioned about.
"I feel like peeing…" Pepper grumbled. "What's that gate anyway? They have gates here? The area is far from what a piece of royal land would look like, though."
Amber hadn't heard about it either.
She never skipped a single page of that book, and the author didn't write anything related to gates. Perhaps, it varies from pack to pack, and Avignon Gate here should be some sort of a meeting place?
She has no idea at all.
The giant man looked at them over his shoulders. "While we're at it, let me give you a few reminders. Even if you're now considered as 'guests' of our pack, you can't shift as you please. That freedom is only applicable to allied packs, and we don't consider you allies."
"Are we clear on that?"
Amber, Aries, and Pepper replied in unison. "Yes, Sir."
If they recall it perfectly…
The Beta said that once the Talgarian people gave their proposition a go, they were already considered as allies.
"The Alpha makes the questions here. You can't ask back unless you've been granted to speak your mind. I hope this one is clear."
"Yes…"
"Lastly, don't expect too much. If you think you're the only group who have attempted to get in touch with us, you're terribly wrong. And those other groups who boldly came here without any concrete plan…? They left with nothing. Just because you'll be entertained today doesn't mean you'll also obtain positive results. Keep that in mind."
'Wow, he's so… talkative,' Pepper realized.
She was scared of him at first, but that feeling slowly diminished over time.
The huge factor for that is… he talks too much now.
"We're here," he announced, his voice low and creepy. "The Alpha has invited some spectators, I see…"
Some?
There's like a hundred of people, surrounding the huge arch from the center.
The pack members were dead silent as they watched them with hawk eyes.
Not a small chatter could be heard from the crowd.
Standing in front of the Avignon was a lady whose face was covered with a traditional mask.
"What does the River Severn Pack want in return if I accept your datsva?"
Aries looked conflicted. "I'm sorry, but we wish to speak to the Alpha…"
The lady released her aura which instantly brought him down to his knees.. "I'm the person you're looking for, boy."