Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 135: After Midnight

Lunargarde, Lauterbrunnen Valley, Bernese Oberland, Swiss Alps.

In the coliseum, under the watchful eye of a Graventhal Clan elder acting as referee, the long-anticipated fight between Ethan Raynor and Lucian Greymoore finally began.

Lucian didn’t waste a second on formalities. The moment the referee declared the start of the match, he launched his attack without hesitation.

He stomped on the ground with such force that the audience heard a resounding boom. The arena floor cracked beneath his feet like shattered glass, the fractures racing outward toward Ethan. Suddenly, a cluster of stone spikes erupted beneath Ethan’s position.

The crowd gasped.

"Such an attack right at the start! Lucian is dead serious."

"Earth spike attacks are common, but look... he forged them from solid stone! That’s much harder to defend against."

"Look at his speed! I bet Ethan’s going to be dead meat by the end of this."

"Don’t talk... look! Ethan dodged it!"

Ethan sidestepped with surgical elegance at the last possible moment. He weaved back and forth, evading the incoming assault. Lucian had already launched a barrage of broken concrete shards, hurling them at super speed.

They came so fast and in such overwhelming numbers that, despite his evasive maneuvers, Ethan had to take a few of the smaller shards head-on. When dodging became nearly impossible, he leapt into the air with such grace it looked as though he were floating.

But it worked. He successfully dodged all the shards as they whooshed past beneath his feet. However, in the process, his hood was lifted, revealing an astonishingly beautiful face.

The girls in the galleries erupted in cheers... some even whistled. In stark contrast to Lucian’s arrogant expression, Ethan looked like an angel descended into battle.

stared at Lucian, his eyes calm and distant, as though he wasn’t a participant in the fight but an observer watching from a bird’s-eye

reaction, shouted in

hand sign. This time, a wave of earth arrows shot out in a wide arc. They erupted in

of a breath, he weaved through the incoming barrage... his movements clean, fluid, and almost lazy, as

by Ethan’s display of precise movement. A wave of murmurs

"What is Ethan’s ability?"

but I heard the Raynor

qualify them as one of the

heard that those who awaken it become monsters... capable of defeating an army of

hasn’t awakened the

It’s rare. Only the Clan Head and the Young Miss

Lucian is... and he’s

"Seems like it."

dodging all of Lucian’s attacks and still

of ability. Maybe super speed... or future vision? Otherwise, dodging Lucian’s attacks would be impossible. Just look

ground and was now firing earth bullets at Ethan in rapid succession. Ethan stayed in constant motion, gracefully dodging

up the intensity of his attack. But Ethan ignored the taunts, his focus unwavering as he

couldn’t dodge everything. A few of the bullets found their mark. His robe was riddled with holes, but

***

thrown into turmoil. Just minutes earlier, Baron John Constantine of Notting Hill,

hour was unusual, but after two co-chairmen sent urgent messages in the group chat urging everyone to attend, the members quickly grew alert and logged in. Eventually, more than thirty members joined the

after hearing the party chairman’s introductory speech, their blood ran

to him, Oliver Brown, MP of Stockport, had been investigated by government agencies, and it was concluded that he was involved in