CHAPTER 104 - LOST TIME

We returned to our pack, and as we approached, the Beta came to meet us. His expression carried a clear exhaustion, as if he had significantly slimmed down in recent times, and something in the air felt heavy. Concerned, I stared at him until Victoria approached, assessing me disdainfully.

“It's been a while, Hybrid!” she said, measuring me with indifference.

“Hello, Victoria,” I replied, keeping my head held high. “Please bring Conan; I miss my little one terribly.”

Looking at the Alpha, who nodded, Victoria withdrew to fetch my nephew. The alpha growled impatiently.

“You look terrible, Beta,” he exclaimed. “Come on, update me!”

“Since our confrontation with the Crescent Moons, their attacks on the pack and hunters have been constant,” explained Oliver, growling irritably. “We've had some casualties; they're using dark magic.”

“Dark magic?” I interjected in the conversation. “Does that mean…”

“The dark, which is supporting them!” roared the Lycan King, enraged. “It will be a pleasure