Chapter 142: Disappeared

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Rum inched closer until our clothes touched, and he whispered in a low voice that only I could hear.

‘If my uncle was consumed, then it doesn’t make sense for the dark whims to kill Berardo and let Erick live.’

I squinted at him. ‘But Berardo did die and Erick lived.’

‘Because Alpha Erick might have found out that the dark whims were consuming Berardo. So he had no choice but to kill his own cub and hide his entire pack.’

Horror hardened my face. ‘B-But why would the dark whims consume another one when it already got your uncle?’

‘Cause my uncle’s a Beta.’ Those blue eyes shone with resolution. ‘Betas are still weaker compared to Alphas. I bet the dark whims needed the strength of the largest pack—since my father died, they couldn’t consume him. So they took the next werewolf, my uncle. But they realised it wasn’t enough—so they tried to take the next strong candidate, Berardo.’

‘What about you?’ I frowned in disapproval.

And Rum was taken aback. ‘What about me?’

‘You’re a