CHAPTER 214: _WELCOME TO MEXICO

Kaelos’ POV

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During the meeting with the Alphas of Mexico, when I saw the way they tried shifting the blame to witches and humans, an idea struck me.

A way to deal with the problem of humans capturing werewolves while slowly pushing back the bias against witches and humans.

The true lord of the North was a representation of war while I fought for peace... Which was ironic considering the part I played in this war during the early years of my reign.

The humans of Mexico, in particular, should be familiar with me... Or at least, be familiar with Damon, since I once devastated an entire city and slaughtered human soldiers there while transformed into my wolf.

That was one of the incidents that earned me my brutal and chaotic reputation.

"Welcome to Mexico," I said with a low voice, looking around when Odessa and I stepped through the portal.

I glanced back just in time to watch the portal close behind us, causing me to sigh. We were at the outskirts of a forest which seemed to have mountain ranges and road trails that were now overgrown with grasses.

I furrowed my eyebrows as Odessa sighed. "Yeah, but where exactly in Mexico? The Blood Oak pack is located in North Carolina, and it’s already nighttime there. I’m guessing the time is something similar here."

I nodded at her, bringing out my phone and searching through the maps. It didn’t take long for me to find out where we were.

"We’re about thirty minutes walking distance east of Mexico City." I blurted before dialing Layla’s number.

She picked up the call after the second ring, a sigh of relief coming out of the other end.

"Sir, thank the goddess. I pinged your location through the tracking app on your phone and—"

"Yeah, we’re close to Mexico City." I interrupted, brushing aside strands of my shoulder length hair that blew into my eyes as I glanced at the night sky. "Give me statistics, Layla. How many werewolf packs surround Mexico City? Also, do any of them have reports of humans capturing their wolves?"

Layla quickly went into action and spoke. "I’m sending all the necessary info now."

About five seconds later, my phone dinged and I removed it from my ear, staring at it as Odessa stood beside me.

On the screen were written information containing statistics of the terrain, population, human, witch, and werewolf settlements, etc.

"So, according to this, there are four werewolf packs surrounding the city, all within a twenty-six-mile radius. Humans and witches are the only race in the city—as expected." I muttered, squinting my eyes.

The four packs in question were: Iron Fang, Blue Reed, Aztec Wolves Clan, and Blue Moon.

And all the packs have cases of missing werewolves who were most likely abducted.

"Wasn’t the Alpha of Iron Fang the spokesperson of the meeting back at the mansion?" Odessa observed.

I remained silent for several seconds before I spoke into the phone. "Layla, make contact with the human and witch leaders of Mexico City and tell them I’ll be there soon."

"Roger that, sir."

After hanging up, I turned my gaze to Odessa.

"Our first destination will be Iron Fang. Let’s go see if we can gather more information from the wolves there and the Alpha."

With that, we began walking, staying close and keeping alert just in case.

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The Iron Fang pack was known as the biggest pack in Mexico.

It had large gates that reminded me of the Blood Oak pack, but this one was smaller in comparison and it’s moon stone enchantment wasn’t as strong.

I’ve never been to this pack so when we got to the gates and got surrounded by the guards at the front, I wasn’t surprised.

The leader of the guards stepped forward, scanning his gaze on my body suspiciously at first. But then his eyes widened as he took a few steps back.

"That’s the Alpha King!" He yelled out and bowed immediately. "Good evening, sir. I’m sorry for not recognizing you on—"

"Spare me all that and take me to your Alpha." I interrupted with a dismissive wave, grabbing Oddesa’s hand beside me.

The leader, a man in his fifties, nodded and raised his head, barking an order.

"Open the gates and get a car to take the Alpha King to the Alpha’s mansion!"

Soon, the gates were opened and a black sedan waited for us immediately as we stepped foot into the pack grounds. It seemed to be an estate and the grounds were tarred.

However, when Odessa and I got into the car and the driver drove us through the pack, the difference between this and Blood oak became much clearer.

At the corners of the road as far as the eyes could see, werewolves were struggling. Some struggled for food at free food stalls. Others sat at the corners of the road, begging for alms.

A few children even tried running after the car as it drove through the narrow streets, knocking at the windows and begging with their stained faces.

The windows were closed but I could see Odessa staring out of them with shock.

"Goddess..." She whispered, shaking her head.

But at the elite section of the pack... The noble wolves flourished with expensive-looking houses and luxuriously dressed wolves who beamed with smiles.

This was also the only part of the pack that had private cars.

When the driver dropped us in front of the pack house, we walked into the compound only to be greeted by the Alpha, Lobo Ironfang who had a welcoming smile on his face.

He wore a black suit with a sword strapped to his waist and was in his fifties, his sharp blue eyes scanning me as he stretched out his arms.

"Alpha King! I never expected to see you here so soon after the meeting." He exclaimed excitedly, walking past his wife who stood silently beside him.

But then he paused when his eyes landed on Odessa, his eyebrows furrowing into a frown.

He blinked at her for a few seconds in silence, the only sound that could be heard being the chirping of crickets and the wind blowing against our skin.

Finally, he pointed at Odessa. "Pardon, but what’s she doing—"

"You’re not ’pardoned’ and you better choose your next words wisely if you don’t want your blood painting your mansion’s pillars." I interrupted coldly, glaring at him.