The next morning, the brothers were back in the dungeons. Solo and Mew had carried their sleeping mates back early in the morning.

It shattered their hearts to put their mates on that hard cot meant for slaves.

"Wake up!" The brothers woke up hearing a bang on the jail doors.

"A person is here to meet you." The guard said.

Soon after, a zombie walked in.

"Good day to the powerful Alpha and Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." The zombie bowed down.

"Why bow down to slaves?" Gui asked.

"In spite of your position set by the cruel dragons, you still have royal blood within you." The zombie spoke.

"But we are within the bars. We have nothing to fight." Gulf said.

"I can help."

"Why would you?" Gui asked the man.

"The clan of zombies always looked up to the Werewolves as role models." The zombie bowed down again.

"That is new to us." Gui said.

"We wanted to help you when you were in need!"

"How will you do it?" Gulf asked.

"I will be your messenger. I can inform the Werewolves to arrange a war against the dragons."

"But the contract says otherwise!" Gui said.

"We can't always follow the contract. Your pack needs you out."

"But!" Gui said.

"I think it is better to let me help."

"I guess he is right!" Gulf said.

"But phi!" Gui started.

"The alpha is right! Please let me extend my help."

"Well, please come visit us once again then." Gulf said and the zombie walked away after a respectful nod.

"Is it him?" Gui asked.

"I think so." Gulf said.

Within a few minutes, Solo and Mew walked in.

"It is him, I guess." Gulf said and Gui nodded in response.

"What did he tell you?" Mew asked.

"He praised us a lot and called the dragons cruel. He asked to help us by arranging a war between the Werewolves and dragons." Gulf said.

"He showed respect to us and praised us. He congratulated us for having you under our control and warned us about an attack from the Werewolves." Solo said.

"So, it's him!" Gui said.

"The clan of zombies plan against us!" Mew said.

"Call the pack members." Gulf said and walked out of the dungeon.

The guard stopped him but shrunk back in fear after seeing the glares from the King and Prince.

"Hold a meeting in an hour." Gulf commanded after entering the meeting hall.

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