Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

Selma Payne’s POV:

The demon’s words made me widen my eyes in shock.

What did he say? Daughter?

However, before I could ask anything, the crumbling illusion suddenly collapsed. My vision blurred, and I fainted.

When I woke up again, a loud noise woke me up.

I struggled to sit up and saw a very familiar bedroom. But I didn’t dare to confirm it was real. The bedroom door was pushed open as I was about to verify it.

Aldrich ran in with a cup of black tea that emitted the sweet fragrance of berries and shouted anxiously, “Wake up, something happened to Selma…”

When he saw that I had woken up, his words got caught in his throat. At this moment, another loud noise came from outside the window. I subconsciously looked out and saw thick smoke rising from the distant horizon.

Now I was sure that this was the real world.

I immediately looked at Aldrich, who told me everything without asking. “We just received news that there was an explosion in the suburbs. The werewolf grandmaster detected a very strong aura of evil power there. The soldiers and paramedics are rushing over there now, but we’re unsure if there are any casualties.”

Looking at the rising smoke, a cold premonition gradually crept into my heart. It wasn’t thick smoke but a concentrated evil power, just like I had seen in the elves’ territory.

“Tell all soldiers and rescue personnel to retreat immediately. Do not come into contact with the black smoke!” I immediately replied, “That’s not smoke from an explosion. Once you come into contact with it, you’ll immediately become a mutants like those cultists!”

It was Azazel. I could guess the source of all the accidents.

It wasn’t a drcam, and Azazel didn’t provoke me for no reason.

He was announcing his arrival.

Aldrich did not doubt my words and relayed my orders almost immediately.

I immediately put on my clothes and rushed out of the building. Downstairs, my parents were already gathered in front of the palace. My father seemed to want to go to the crime scene personally, but I stopped him.

“I’ll go check on the situation. Father, you and Mother stay in the palace in case of accidents.” I said. “It’s not just any cult ritual or obscenity over there. It’s… it’s a great demon, Azazel. He’s here, he’s coming for me. I have to face this myself.”

“No, Selma, don’t go. It’s too dangerous. The werewolf grandmasters will try to repel the demons, and the Moon Goddess will not allow the demons to cause trouble in her territory. As long as we wait, everything will pass.”

However, we all knew that this was not the case. The werewolf grandmasters were powerless before the demons, and we didn’t know when the Moon Goddess would arrive. My mother just didn’t want me to die. When facing a supreme demon, it was hard to say if I was just an ordinary werewolf.

However, this was not the reason. I had to face all of this. From the moment I allowed the Evaria Family to linger on, it was destined that I had to put an end to everything personally.

I must resolve the feud between the Rocky Mountains and the mystery of my bloodline.

So I gently pushed her hand away, pretending not to see her tears.

My father looked into the distance and then shifted his gaze to me. After a while, he said in a low voice, “Be careful, Selma.

“We’ll wait for you to come home.”

Since the black fog would ‘pollute’ ordinary people, I had no choice but to choose helpers who could resist the mutation, such as my subordinates.

Usually, they didn’t have much presence and just lived their days in their posts like ordinary people. However, when they were in danger, they would stand up and follow me without any complaints to resist the danger of their positions.

It made me feel touched and guilty – when did I ever pay them? Based on the relationship between master and kin, could I control their lives with peace of mind?

However, I was not allowed to be sentimental in times of crisis. I had to prepare for the next tough battle without any distractions.

The location of the explosion was in a cemetery in the suburbs, and it happened to be the family cemetery of the Evaria Family.

When I arrived, everything was a mess.

Even though I tried my best to be fast, the demons were recovering faster than me. Under the influence of evil forces, many evil creatures came into being. The corpses sleeping under the ground quietly climbed out of their coffin, bared their fangs, brandished their claws, and prepared to tell the world about their boundless loneliness.

The suburbs did not mean that there was no one living there. A few scattered families were next to the cemetery, and they were the first to bear the brunt of the zombie tide. Even the sharp claws of the werewolves could not withstand the zombies. No matter how many wounds they had, the endless evil power would help the zombies recover.

By the time we arrived, people were already injured, and the evil energy even contaminated some, and they were on the verge of mutation.

I immediately had New Flow wrap and purify the mutated werewolves while I commanded the black gold moths to heal the wounded. However, the zombies didn’t just cause superficial injuries. I had to use New Flow to absorb the evil power attached to their wounds to heal them.

However, purification required time. A few seconds was enough for the evil power to contaminate a wounded person, and I was in a terrible position.

I commanded my subordinates to fight against the zombies while purifying the evil power. It was inevitable that I felt that I couldn’t be in two places at once..