Fated For Lycan's Luna

Chapter 45

Blake's words were like thunder in my ears, completely catching me off guard.

"A-astor?" I repeated.

In fact, I have been hearing about Teacher Astor's deeds from the betas. He has been called the

'trainer from hell'. Every time they told me a story about him, I became so frightened that I swore that ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

she would never become Astor's student.

But to think that Blake would directly give me this kind of "surprise".

A frightened expression appeared on my face. Having those betas as my trainers was already tough

enough... I definitely did not want to change them for a teacher in hell!

Thus, sheepishly, I tried to change Blake's decision.

"I... I h-heard about Teacher Astor... I-I didn't know he is your teacher!" I laughed awkwardly. "B-but

Blake... look at the difference between you and I..."

"I am someone with such a poor ability... I definitely don't need to have the same teacher as you!" I said

with a hurried tone.

Blake deeply looked at me. He did not show whether he saw through my intention or not.

"Don't say that. Chloe, I think only a good teacher can make you progress faster," he patted my head.

"Plus I already talked about you with Astor. He is currently dealing with some matters outside, but he

should be able to return to the pack in two days," Blake told me. With each word he said, I felt my body

getting more and more stiff.

"When he returns, I will formally introduce him to you," Blake said as an innocent and clueless smile

appeared on his lips. I suddenly wanted to cry.

'No.... Blake is dead set on this...' I thought as Blake stopped talking and returned to massaging my

feet. 'Seems like I can only go to Arthur for help!'

A couple of minutes later, Blake left for some pack matter. I did not waste any moment. I hurriedly got

up and immediately went to Arthur' office.

"Arthur!" I called loudly before hurriedly opening the door of Arthur's office. Surprisingly, he was not

alone inside. Carrie was standing close to him. Both of them had strange little expressions on their

faces. I quickly glanced at them and did not care much about it.

Instead, I had a panicked expression as I hurriedly told them, "Help me! You got to help me!"

Arthur and Carrie both looked concerned. That was, until they heard the reason why I was there.

"Well..." Arthur slowly told me. "It shouldn't be a big deal...

"Not a big deal? No....Blake is changing my teacher to someone named Astor. The betas told me he is

a devil trainer... I'll die if he becomes my trainer!" I told them with exaggeration.

"You need to help me fast! I heard Astor will return to the pack in two days and start formally training

me!!!"

"What??!" Arthur and Carrie shouted at the same time before looking at each other.

"Is he coming back?" Arthur exclaimed. I saw his frightened expression and felt even colder.

'Seems like even Arthur is afraid of Astor…’

‘Then how much more me, who is already a weak person?’ I could not help but feel a great sense of

worry and fear

Seemingly out of options, I looked at Carrie with a sad face and asked, “Carrie… what would I do?

even Arthur is afraid of him… If I were to be trained by Astor, would I still have a chance to live?”

As I asked this I could not help but shudder involuntarily while I looked at Carrie as if she was my only

ray of hope.

Carrie looked at me with distress and a helpless expression. It seems like there is nothing she could do

as well.

In the end, she opened her mouth and said carefully, “Chloe, you should ask brother Arthur, after all,

Mr. Astor is his father…”

“What?” I was shocked by Carrie's words, I stared wide-eyed at her words but Carrie nodded firmly.

“Is that true, Arthur?” I turned to look at Arthur who only gave me an affirmative gaze.

My heart stopped at the moment, after that, I stared blankly listening to Arthur talking about his father.

“My father has been strict and was never soft on training betas. Regardless of gender, men and women

they are the same in his eyes.”

“I could even remember that he told me not to eat nor drink unless I completed one hundred laps of

duck walks around the entire Silver pack territory!” As Arthur told this matter, there was a bead of sweat

that involuntarily rolled in his face.

His face paled as if he remembered the agony and pain of that moment, in the end Arthur could only

brush things off and no longer recounted his experiences during his training with Astor.

I, on the other hand, became more and more desperate as I listened.

‘There was no way to escape this arrangement…’

“But I still have two days… maybe I can still think of a way to convince Blake to change his mind,” I

mumbled absentmindedly.

Carrie and Arthur looked at me in pity and shook their heads.

In the end, the traitor Arthur could only make excuses and bid me goodbye. He was planning to leave

me out of my own devices as he planned and try to find a reason to leave the pack in two days.

For the next two days, I did not think about eating and drinking.

I just wanted to avoid becoming Astor's student as much as possible.

I met Blake a couple of times and asked him to change his mind, but Blake rejected it in the end.

With his firm rejection I could only feel so helpless and powerless.

Just like now…in the study. I could only fidget in nervousness as I stood along with Blake, Arthur, and

Carrie, waiting for Astor.

The room was silent and tense, not a word was heard between us.

Finally, a man who looked like he was in his late forties, but still looked vigorous and mighty, walked

into the study.

When I saw him, I could not help but be frightened by his aura.

Although I could clearly see the faint shadow of Arthur on his face, there was no trace of the latter’s

playfulness and mischief.

Instead, the man in front of us, Astor, had a countenance that was dignified and unapproachable. It was

as if he would strangle anyone who trespassed the space within his range of attack.

The look in his eyes did not have any signs of turbidity, instead it was clear and deep, as if his stare

could dig into your soul and everything about you would be exposed.

One look and I could already feel the decisiveness and ruthlessness in his personality.

As I realized these things, my fear got the best of me as I slowly and carefully hid behind Arthur.

Seemingly unable to feel the tense atmosphere, Blake stood up and respectfully greeted Astor,

“Teacher, you are back.”

At Blake’s cue, Arthur and Carrie also followed the suit

“Father…”

“Teacher Astor…”

The two of them greeted him with reverence and even a hint of fear.

Astor nodded expressionlessly and then said, “Who is Chloe?”

Hearing my name, I trembled and slowly came out from behind Arthur.

With a sheepish voice and my head half lowered, I uttered, like a sheep being led to the

slaughterhouse,

“I-it's me…”