Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 91: The Raynor Way to Duel

News spread like wildfire across werewolf society that day... Lucian Greymoore, the Young Master of the Greymoore Clan, had officially challenged Ethan Raynor of the prestigious Raynor Clan to a duel over a business dispute.

It had been six years since the last official duel between werewolves had taken place, making this announcement not just rare but thrilling. Werewolf society, always hungry for action and power, buzzed with excitement. Whispers floated through every clan meeting and gathering, each member speculating whether Ethan Raynor would accept the challenge. Most were confident he would... after all, how could a Raynor back down from a public duel?

Even across oceans, the news couldn’t be ignored. In Vancouver, Margot Greymoore, Lucian’s aunt and a respected elder of the clan, nearly dropped her teacup when she received a call about it.

She called Lucian immediately, her voice sharp with fury the moment he picked up.

"Lucian! Are you out of your mind? What possessed you to challenge someone from the Raynor Clan to a duel? Do you have any idea what you’ve done? We’re not strong enough to bear their wrath if things go wrong!"

Lucian, composed as always, took a deep breath before responding. "Aunt Margot, I understand your concern. But you’ve been living your comfortable life in Vancouver. You’ve been away too long to understand the dynamics back here. I promise you, every step I’ve taken has been discussed and approved by Father."

Margot paused at his words, her temper quickly giving way to anxiety. "Your father agreed to this?" she asked, voice dropping an octave.

"He did," Lucian confirmed. "You know him. He’s cautious but not fearful. He sees this duel as an opportunity, and so do I."

"I suppose if your father’s on board, he must have considered all the risks," she muttered. "Still, be very careful. The Raynors are no joke. They’re one of the council families. That kind of influence doesn’t come without power."

"I’m aware," Lucian replied. "But don’t worry. Ethan is the only one in their clan around my age. I know the limits. I’m not risking the clan’s future... just staking my own pride."

Margot sighed. "You’ve grown a lot, Lucian. But the Raynors might still have tricks up their sleeves. Be prepared for anything, even a sneak attack during the duel."

worrying about me, Aunt," Lucian

concern. But after he clarified that the clan leader had authorized the duel, the noise died down. Oddly, the overwhelming concern made

wasn’t just a young master. He was their representative in an ancient

***

about the matter from Sebastian Blanc in the evening. She was in her study, going through some files sent by

true? You’ve been called out for a duel?" she asked,

nothing to worry about. I expected

she pressed. "Why didn’t you resolve the

That kind of boldness doesn’t come without a

"But..."

wants to discuss our strategy. Relax, okay?

protest again, he

expected, shadow guards quickly scanned the vehicle. The gates slowly opened, and the driver pulled up to the circular driveway. Ethan stepped out, adjusted his cuffs,

on a plush velvet sofa, phone in one hand,

Ethan greeted, bowing respectfully with the signature

the

of the duel?" Ethan said as he took

disasters you’ve created recently that I should be aware of?" she

Freya settled into school. I honestly thought the Greymoore