Fated For Lycan's Luna

Chapter 177

Blake

“Alpha Kain is ready to meet you now,” an old man with chilling, ice-cold eyes whispered, sending shivers down my spine. | nodded curtly, my curiosity piqued, and followed him down a dimly lit corridor, only to be halted abruptly by the same old man.

“Only you," he hissed with a harshness that cut through the air, casting a disdainful glance at my comrades. His disrespect for an alpha like me was palpable, but | concealed my indifference, feigning annoyance and offense. My knuckles whitened as | clenched my fists, reluctantly dismissing my men before reluctantly trailing the old man into the heart of Alpha Kain's fortress.

Stepping through the imposing gates of the castle, a glint of anticipation sparked in my eyes. This was the very first time | had been granted access to the enigmatic Blood Hound Pack.

Kain was notorious for his secrecy and mistrust; meetings were always held in foreign territories, never within the confines of his own pack. However, some urgency had compelled him to summon me here. A subtle chill crept into my gaze as | discreetly scanned the eerie layout of the place. ‘Blood Hound Pack, what an unsettling place,’ | mused silently.

At this juncture, Kain's dominion extended across nearly every werewolf pack in the world. He ruled with an iron fist, positioning himself as the supreme sovereign of the werewolf realm, orchestrating death and chaos.

He had even erected a castle, a regal fortress where he reigned. Unsurprisingly, the Blood Hound Pack's exterior resembled an opulent castle with seemingly lax defenses.

Yet, with a keener eye, | discerned the perilous traps concealed within every nook and cranny, capable of instant death for the unwary. The pervasive scent of blood in the air and the anxiety etched onto the faces of the servants attested to the castle's macabre history, hinting at countless werewolf lives lost to these treacherous mechanisms.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Closely follow me," the sinister old man interjected, his tone oozing malevolence.

"| won't take responsibility if you drop dead," he added with wicked delight. | contorted my features into a mask of barely suppressed rage, but obediently trailed him, allowing his cruel satisfaction to thrive.

Finally, he ushered me into the throne room, and there, in the center of the grand hall, sat Alpha Kain. He regarded me with icy detachment, an imposing figure on his colossal throne. | clenched my fists even tighter, bowing my head deferentially.

"| greet Alpha Kain," | intoned calmly, my voice steady despite the oppressive aura that encircled me. Over the past few years, Kain had amassed unimaginable power, an oppressive force capable of crushing anyone.

It had once overwhelmed me too, but ever since reuniting with Chloe, his presence seemed oddly bearable. Thinking about Chloe, my chilling heart already started to calm down.

Nevertheless, on the outside | feigned weakness, appearing paler and more submissive. It was only when Kain noticed my trembling shoulders that he withdrew his oppressive aura. Then, he let out a wicked grin.

"Sabre, Sabre," Kain began, his voice cutting through the tense silence. “Your report on the Red Moon Pack troubles me. Are you absolutely certain, or could your eyes have deceived you?"

In the presence of Alpha Kain, doubt and suspicion hung in the air like a shroud. His first words pierced the silence, and my eyes, once warm, turned frigid as a bitter memory resurfaced. | retorted, my voice laced with determination, "| am not mistaken."

"From their aura and their fighting style, they truly bear the mark of the Red Moon Pack's remnants. Their use of a unique poison only solidifies my conviction,"

| explained, my words measured and resolute. "| hold absolute certainty in what I've witnessed," | concluded, choosing to divulge nothing more. To over explain would surely invite Kain's scrutiny, something | couldn't afford.

Kain's gaze bore into me, cold and calculating. He remarked icily, "The Red Moon Pack was eradicated five years past. |, personally, visited their territory to ensure every last one met their end."

"He personally visited?’ | pondered, taken aback. ‘This contradicts the reports. Is he testing me?’ My demeanor remained indifferent, but | feigned a furrowed brow.

"| cannot explain it, Alpha Kain," | stated. "But my eyes have not deceived me," | asserted firmly.

For a fleeting moment, Kain's glare intensified, then he let out a mirthless laugh. "Well, upon refleation, su Widy eanoind dn that fateful night, anessa, her mother, and a few elders managed to evade my grasp," he recollected as if recalling an afterthought. Please read the original content at .

"Among the escapees, only their head sentinel possessed any combat prowess. Lisa, the former LunajA fragile as shit @ndaressa, their Prveclats more than a sycophantic feline. She can barely deal with a handful of sentinels, much less orchestrate a rebellion against me," Kain raised an inquisitive brow. Please read the original content at .

"So, how did these remnants amass the strength to challenge you, the formidable Frost Fang Pack?" He questioned, skepticism etched across his face.

"| cannot fathom the reason, Alpha Kain," | replied calmly, offering a plausible explanation Chloe and | had crafted earlier. Kain continued to scrutinize me before a sinister glint danced in his eyes, paralyzing me with dread.

"Other refugees, you say? It's possible," he mused. "Or... perhaps it's linked to Dean's other daughter?"

His words sent a chill down my spine. "Rumor has it, he had a second daughter, a werewolf unable to shift. But she was fortunate enough to become the Lycan King's mate."

"| heard she fled from the Silver Pack before my assault on the Red Moon Pack. Who's to sa Shelgsnt OO" rpgiptaineucan'a nce with the Silver Pack, orchestrating the resurrection of her fallen kin?" Kain's words hung heavily in the air, a web of uncertainty and intrigue. Please read the original content at .

“Hmmm, let me think. Isn't her name... Chloe?" Kain's casual utterance sent shockwaves through me. In that instant, a frigid grip clamped around my heart, filling me with a chilling dread.

The mere mention of Chloe's name by Kain threatened to unleash a tempest of murderous emotions within me. A perilous notion crept insidiously into my mind, whispering, ‘This bastard... Maybe | should go ahead and just try to kill him now after all?"