Note: The term Pope will now be regarded as Saint from this chapter onwards The saint woke up in cold sweat. It had been two weeks since he had witnessed the chaos that his false prophecy brought. He thought it would help the royal family, but look at where it had brought them. The King would not even accept his request for an audience. And one week from now, King Adhler will be officially crowned. What will happen then? Will he oppress the temple too? Will he seek revenge for the death of his brother? What will he do once he discovers that even his parents’ death is caused by the elders? Though His Holiness Yulo had no evidence to prove that the scheme with the death of the late king, King Dia, was planned by the elders… he could feel a very much hunch that points at them. Even the Goddess that usually visits him in his dreams was in great distress by the King’s death. Yulo could not oppose her, though; she had warned him of the consequences that his words might bring to the peop
“Stand back, Priest,” a knight unsheathe his sword as he stands in front of the priest. “Put your swords back; His Highness is still in his right mind—” Daimon was about to finish the sentence when in an instant, they found the priest pinned against the wall and the King in his transformed form. “A prophecy, huh? Is your saint not satisfied with my brother’s death?” Daimon clicked his tongue and pulled a tranquilizer, then shot the King with it. Adhler was quick in his hand and caught the pin before it stabbed his neck. “I am in my right mind, stop pulling tricks on me now, or I will have you all punished for a month. I am just simply asking this priest about the fucking revelation that is happening in the temple, hah! Who knows? I might be in that revelation next, and who knows if I’d be the next target of their plans,” King Adhler sarcastically said. He then transformed back to his human form and dropped the priest to the ground. The priest coughed continuously as he tried to cat
“Then you should also know that they are the most powerful Lycans that have ever lived. Even they were driven crazy because of the pure blood that flows in their veins,” Yulo said, pertaining to the Ardens that had once ruled the kingdom under the Royal Family. “What do you mean?” “You should find out more about them, King. That is not what I came here for,” Yulo sat up and handed him a scroll. “Your Luna… the Goddess had chosen her. I do not have the exact name, but the first woman who would visit your castle when you were a prince once the red moon rises would be the one fated for you,” Adhler stared at him and then let out a soft chuckle. “Hah,” his sarcasm could be heard in his voice. With the tingling sensation in his hands, as he accepted the scroll from the saint, he could not get his head together. Never did he think that the revelation would be about his fated Luna. He never even thought about having a Luna besides the current Queen whom he promised to protect for his br
“Are you sure no one followed you here?” the man in the black cloak asked. “No one should be here beside you or the head would be annoyed again. After all, the last incident with the Lycans did not go as planned. Who knows,” The man looked at the other person standing by the entrance of the mansion from head to toe. He had never liked the man. If only the head of their organization did not take a liking to him, they would never acknowledge the man to the group. Even if he has noble blood running in his veins. These people regard noble blood as nothing but another lump of meat labeled as a man. They do not see them as higher in position in society or their equal. People not part of the organization are nothing but pests that are lucky to have been given an opportunity to live life in comfort. “I am here to report to her, though? And mind you, human,” the man in the ram mask went near the man in the black cloak’s ears and whispered, “You should watch what you say. For a mere hum
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE IS STILL NO NEWS ABOUT MY DAUGHTER?” Alphonse shouted in the room after receiving reports on her daughter’s whereabouts. But even after receiving a letter from the late King of the Lycans, King Dia, they found nothing to find their daughter. When King Dia handed a letter to the Adams family, the head, the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack— Duke Alphonse Adams— found it suspicious at first. He never had an encounter with the man except those with Louise and the events that were held in the Palace of their kingdom. He never even attended the man’s coronation nor congratulated him on gaining the crown. Dia was a friend to his sons, but never to him. Duke Alphonse always sets boundaries with relationships among other races since he had never felt safe giving trust to anyone other than his pack. “You should calm down a little, Alphonse,” “Calm down? Calm down?! Fuck you and your calmness then, William. Whose fault is this that things went out of hand, huh!?” He shout
It was quiet. The only thing you could hear in the room was the turning of pages, the slight flick of the fire in the fireplace, and the breathing of the man that slowly becomes heavier over the time. Turning of Pages. The dancing fire at the fireplace. His breathing. Turning of Pages. The dancing fire at the fireplace. His breathing. Turning of Pages. The dancing fire at the fireplace. His breathing. Turning of pages— “Damn it!” Harry shouted when another piece of evidence of how Charlene was abused after the news of her being illegitimate or adopted came out. He threw the papers on the wall and flipped the table in front of him. All the pictures and letters scattered around the room as Harry breathed, even more, heavier than he had earlier. He loosened his tie. It feels suffocating. The veins in his arms were visible as he annoyingly try to lose his tie more and more and more— “What the fuck is wrong with this fucking tie?” he cursed and cursed and cursed until it was o
Charlotte smiled at him and caressed his cheeks, “Your sister— is no ordinary defect, son. She could not shift not because she’s a defect,” “Then why—” Harry stopped asking when his mother’s smile became sad. Her eyes were dreamy as she looked at the photo of Charlene from the table. “When we found her, she was surrounded by the bodies of dead vampires. I thought they were killed by the Lycan Royal Guards, but they were nowhere to be found. It seemed like the carriage of the Lycan Queen was hijacked,” Charlotte continued the story. It is a story that no one from the publications in the city had gotten their hands on. After all, no one of them lurking around was spared by that woman. Charlotte looked at her son and smiled, “At the very least, your sister was safe after just receiving a few injuries from running around the dark forest,” “She was in the dark forest?!” Harry sprang up from his seat. He could not believe that such a young child could survive that devastating forest fu
“Your Highness, the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack has arrived,” a servant informed the King who is currently having an audience with his daughter, Louise, and her fiance— the Vampire Prince, Prince Valiar. “It seems you have a different agenda for today, Your Highness,” Valiar commented as he drink the blood of a human from the glass. Louise looked at him and then at her plate that has a really fine piece of meat cooked as steak. The King let out a chuckle then grabbed a bread knife to throw at the Prince, “You catch really well, Prince. Have you been playing any sports when you were young?” “What do you mean young, Your Highness? I am still young though, am I not? I could pass as your son looking at my appearance,” “But you are older than me, isn’t that right, Prince Valiar?” The Vampire Prince laughed at the King of the Werewolves claim and looked at the terrified young princess beside him. The Princess that had killed hundreds of his kind, even the Prince has no idea why his mothe