<h4>Chapter 119: Chapter 119 Alpha Zion Is Coming</h4>


    It wasn’t far-fetched to think that the real goal was infiltration. Perhaps the rogues were trying to sneak into the Royal Capital, maybe in order to get close to members of the Midnight River Pack. If her calctions were correct, the invitation to the Midnight River Pack had already been sent more than a week ago. They were likely on their way to the capital by now. If they had departed immediately upon receiving the summons, they could be nearing the capital—or even arriving soon, depending on their speed.


    If Addison’s theory was right and the rogue attacks were linked to the Midnight River Pack’s movements, then the rogues were after something—something the Midnight River Pack possessed. But what exactly that was... remained a mystery, but she was determined to uncover whatever it was.


    As soon as Addison finished her report, she handed it over to Anna, who had just wrapped up her own. Anna waited for the rest of the team topile their documents so they could finalize and date everything before submitting the reports to the Domain Management Department. While the administrative work kept them upied, the remaining members of the Border Patrol Team were still at the scene, cleaning up the aftermath of the rogue attack. The area was thick with the lingering stench of blood and the sharp, acrid scent of rogues.


    One of the men, taking a moment to stretch his back and roll his shoulders, happened to nce toward the horizon. His eyes narrowed as he spotted a cloud of dust rising in the distance. Squinting, he made out the silhouettes of wolves—at least a dozen—rapidly approaching.


    His body tensed.


    "Iing!" one of the Border Patrol members howled into the air, his voice ringing out like an rm. Another warrior from the border patrol team quickly pulled out a conical shell and blew into it—a deep, resonant st echoed through the air, like a battle horn, signaling the guards stationed on the wall several hundred meters behind them.


    The iing wolves were charging straight toward the Capital.


    Unfortunately, the skirmish Addison and her team had just dealt with had taken ce dangerously close to the wide clearing near the border, exactly where this new group of wolves was now pouring in. The timing and location couldn’t have been worse.


    When the guards atop the wall heard the sharp, urgent st of the battle horn, those stationed near the guard houses immediately rushed out, taking their positions along the ramparts. Eyes sharp and alert, they scanned the horizon.


    The iing wolves were still over 500 meters away, and despite their enhanced eyesight, all they could make out beyond the wall were the tops of tall trees and the massive clearing far beyond those trees. The figures in the clearing remained out of sight, even when they squinted their eyes into the distance.


    Meanwhile, the Border Patrol team held their defensive stance outside the wall around the border. The recent rogue attack had left everyone on edge, nerves taut with anticipation. No one dared to lower their guard.


    Only when the approaching wolves had closed the distance to less than 200 meters did their silhouettes begin to emerge from the haze of dust. Leading the pack was a massive, midnight-ck wolf with piercing golden eyes—an imposing sight. Just behind him ran anotherrge wolf, slightly smaller, followed by a formation of elite warriors in their wolf forms.


    Riding atop one of the warriors was a woman with striking golden hair.


    Upon recognizing the group, a wave of excitement rippled through the Border Patrol Team. The warrior who had earlier sounded the horn lifted it again and blew once more—this time longer and steadier, a signal to draw attention rather than warn of danger.


    Immediately after, he turned to the Captain of the Guards on the Wall and ryed the update via mindlink. "False rm! They’re from the Midnight River Pack! And... there’s a woman with golden hair among them. I think—yes, I think she has golden eyes too."


    The captain received the message and quickly issued the order for the guards to stand down. He also instructed one of his men to ry the news to the Pce. Though it was called a "report," in reality, it only required a direct message to the Royal Beta through the mindlink.


    Meanwhile, a few members of the Border Patrol shifted into their wolf forms and ran forward to meet and escort the approaching Alpha of the Midnight River Pack. It was standard procedure to formally receive a visiting Alpha and guide them and their entourage through the gates, into the Capital, and eventually to the Royal Grounds.


    Alpha Zion and his warriors looked travel-worn, their furs dusted from the long journey. Coming from the southeastern region of the Werewolf Kingdom—his territory nestled near the border of the Vampire Domain—Alpha Zion had traveled a significant distance.


    Despite its location, hisnd was still rtively close to the eastern coastline where the royal docks were located. Because of this, his pack retained ess to seafood and maintained potential diplomatic ties with the merfolk. Unlike other regions, Zion’s territory had remainedrgely untouched by the recent droughts and natural disasters guing other parts of the kingdom.


    As the Border Patrol members approached Alpha Zion’s entourage and caught a closer look at the woman seated on the back of one of Zion’s elite warriors, they were momentarily stunned. At first nce, many of them instinctively prepared to bow in reverence, convinced they were in the presence of royalty.


    But the moment passed quickly. Despite her striking appearance, the woman didn’t carry themanding aura of a ruler, which tempered their assumptions. What followed was respectful, but they were no longer reverent as they greeted her like the others.


    Their initial misjudgment, however, had already triggered a wave of confusion. The first patrol member who saw ire had immediately mistook her for the Royal Princess and ryed that information to the Royal Beta.


    Upon hearing the report, the Royal Beta was incredulous, concerned that Addison’s disguise might have beenpromised. But the situation became even more puzzling when the message came through that the "Princess" had returned to the capital with the Midnight River Pack’s entourage.


    Utterly baffled, the Royal Beta rushed to request an audience with the Alpha King—only to find Addison already by her father’s side, deep in conversation. She was recounting the rogue attack in full detail. It was no trivial matter, and the King was listening intently, his expression grave as Addison shared her firsthand experience from the front lines.


    But the one who was most excited about the Royal Princess’ return? That was Lance. The moment someone let it slip that the Royal Princess had returned, he bolted from his office outside the capital’s walls and ran straight toward the clearing to greet her—his heart practically leaping out of his chest but since the news came a little toote, Alpha Zion’s entourage has already entered the Royal Capital.


    Meanwhile, the Royal Beta, after confirming with his own eyes that Addison was already beside her father, became even more confused. If Addison was safely back and speaking with the Alpha King, then who exactly had been spotted arriving with Alpha Zion?


    Still, given the gravity of the conversation between Addison and her father, concerning the safety of the capital’s residents, he chose not to interrupt. Instead, he decided to dy his report about Alpha Zion’s arrival.