Zeldia stood still. The wind was still and the birds were nowhere to be found. Death was hanging around and in just a few hours it would unleash. Every warrior could feel it including Hakeem. Prayers were made to the Moon goddess and last goodbyes were said to friends for no one knew who would return.
Draco's warriors and the warriors of other traitors refused to join their Alphas. It was a shameful thing for the traitors because they had lost everything. Their Alpha title was useless and they had forever lost all honor and respect. It didn't matter who won the war, no side would favor them. The Allies would not take them back and there was no way they could approach Baron and Mamita without warriors. Karma had caught up with them very quickly and in a very terrible manner. From Alphas t
