3| Luna's irregularity

Initially, Lew-Longdon was a ghost forest area on the border of the Republic of Shomerseth and the Republic of East Madisson, today’s modern human civilisation. However, Lew-Longdon separated it into two parts over time. The northern and southern regions that being separated by the Nonetwell Forest and the Nevinson peace barren area.

“Rondolf!”

“Alpha! Come out, Alpha!”

NorthWulf calls him The Alpha. The classical divination method enthroned Rondolf Blackton to become the new leader of the modern Pack Lycans and rule all the lands north of Lew-Longdon.

“Borders penetrated, Rondolf!” Rockley pounded on the metal door in front of him. “Rondolf! This is bad!”

Rondolf Blackton walked outside. He noticed Rockley's anxious eyes scanning.

"Stop banging on the door, Rock." Rondolf laughed crisply. “Those big hands of yours can even crush a human's head.”

"Werewolf have entered the border area of NorthWulf, Rondolf! That's not good news." Rockley's concerns radiated throughout the space.

There had never been a wolf pack that dared penetrate the NorthWulf region illegally since the agreement was negotiated.

"He infiltrated the Lycan herd to destroy us," said Rockley.

The Lycans maintained their hordes north of Lew-Longdon, naming their territory NorthWulf. The big war spawned two other big werewolf packs, Manwolf and Bloodhound.

NorthWulf became the center of the oldest and largest werewolf civilization in the history of werewolves in Lew-Longdon. The Alpha passed the throne to their heir, who was considered capable of bringing the wolves to find immortality along the northern region of Lew-Longdon.

“Come with me. You will be surprised!” he replied. Rockley led Rondolf out of the palace.

Rockley is the leader of the 'Hound', a pack of hunters and stronghold of NorthWulf with a more aggressive natural wolf blood.

Several Hounds await his arrival. However, it wasn't what attracted Rondolf to hasten his footsteps, but the werewolf lying in their midst.

"He passed through the northern boundary of Nonetwell Forest, Rondolf." Rockley cut short. "Hunter Hound found him dying."

Rondolf crouched down. His finger ran gently over the fine hairs on the corpse's body, then sniffed it.

“Therians,” Rondolf muttered. “Bloodhond and Natural Wolf mixed blood.”

Rondolf looked at the Hounds in front of him one by one. “You guys killed the Therians?”

"We just couldn't save him, Rondolf." Rockley, who represented, spoke. "I forbid the Hound to interfere."

Rondolf grinned thinly. "Therians are not enemies to Lycans." 

"He crossed the line, Rondolf." Rockley snorted disapprovingly. Recently the Alpha has been too kind. He even gave up Rongue just like that when hunting with him.

"If he's a Therian, he passed through the Bloodhound red territory, leaping over the Forest south of Nonetwell and the barren valley of peace Nevinson." Rockley made a suspicious face. “He intends to attack us.”

Rondolf got up from his spot. He patted Rockley firmly on the shoulder. "Therians have good news for us, Rock."

"Therians broke away from Lycans 353 years ago, Rondolf." Rockley persisted. Lately, the two of them are not in the same understanding and agreement.

Rondolf nodded. "They chose to keep the werewolves pure. We evolved."

"It's mating season, Rondolf!" Rockley was getting angrier. He is the most dangerous werewolf if wolf eyes change his personality.

Rondolf confirmed again, and he turned to the corpse of the Therians under his feet. “Call Watcher and have him investigate these Therians.”

"Strengthen the Hound's fortifications. Perhaps other Therians will sniff out his trail all the way to NorthWulf," he ordered.

“Remember, Lycans Pack are not at war with Therians. They don't have Alpha. They only have Ghamma.”

Rondolf was about to leave, but Rockley stopped him. "Mating season is dangerous for the Alpha."

Of course, that line was reserved for Rondolf that being stubborn tonight.

"Therians haven't betrayed us in 353 years, Rock." Rondolf gave him a sure look, ensuring Rockley was still in his right mind. Otherwise, the natural wolf would take over his body again.

"The Therians helped the Alpha find Luna," he said. Rondolf grinned thinly. "They opened Bloodhound."

Rockley fired a shot with his sharp eyes that turned the color of a wolf. "No one dares to enter the area of peace if not for war!"

Rondolf almost refused, but Rockley insisted again. "The Therians are dangerous to us!"

"So?" Rondolf finally relented. "You're sending the Hound off to the Therians?"

"If you give the order, The Alpha," said Rockley confidently, half bowing.

The Hound is a werewolf pack used as a war soldier and shadow hunter for higher and stronger packs such as Lycans.

Rondolf shook his head. "I will not attack Pack Therians."

"Are you gonna wait for the Pack Therians to attack us?" Rockley is getting crazier. His nails and fangs appeared as a protest for Rondolf's soft tonight.

Rondolf shook his head. "We'll wait until Watcher discovers his identity tomorrow morning, Rockley."

“I will make a decision tomorrow morning,” concluded Rondolf. "Now, return to your herd."

Rockley growled quite loudly, deafening. Rondolf, who was about to enter the palace, turned back and looked at him.

"Go!" Rondolf ordered. "Borders must be guarded."

Rula's arrival interrupted Rondolf and Rockley's debate. She arrived with a suspicious face. "Rondolf, let me go," she said.

Rula said that for a purpose. This woman has heard their debate and cannot grasp anything. She'll go insane if she stays here any longer. The werewolf lifestyle is considerably more brutal than it appears.

"Rula, stay here ..." Rondolf doesn't want to lose his Luna.

"I want to go home,” Rula said. “I don't want to join your strange sect, Rondolf."

Rudolf can see Rula's horrified reaction as a consequence of tonight's mistake. Luna's arrival shouldn't be welcomed with Therian corpses.

Rula looked at him with significant seriousness. "I'm sorry. You are a despicable devil."

Rondolf tries to hold it, but Rula is stubborn.

"I'm a prostitute, but I'm better than a disgusting monster like you." Rula closed the sentence. "Your money will not attract me. I'm not a slut who has to marry monsters and bear children for you."

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