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The visit of the lycan king
Eric was still at the ring waiting for his father to finish up his fighting rounds to alert him about the visitation of the Lycan king.
His father, Gerald, wasn't with the pack when the letter about the visitation of the Lycan King was brought to the chamber of the king. And so, he was tasked with the responsibility of finding the alpha and delivering the letter to him.
He knew that his father would be very pissed if he found out the reason for the visit, but he had to tell him all the same. The Lycan King was here for The Chronicles of Blood book, which Gerald also had in his possession for the fullfilment if his insatiable craving for power.
He'd been here for almost three hours, but his father kept on fighting and defeating his opponents like they weren't even worth
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