Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 143: Traveling to Svalbard

When Louis Turner voiced his concerns to Brian, the American advised him to speak directly to Earl Walter Langford. "If you’re serious, let the Earl know. Eleanor must’ve planned something already," Brian said confidently.

Louis did as advised. Walter, unsure how to respond, contacted Teresa for guidance. Teresa, in turn, consulted Juliette Blanc. After a brief discussion, Teresa called Louis back and gave him precise instructions: go to London and meet with the chairman of the opposition party to formally request a transfer.

To Louis’s astonishment, not only was he welcomed at the party headquarters, but the chairman himself organized a small welcoming ceremony. The photos from that event made their way into local news outlets, quietly spreading the event of his joining to the opposition party in political section.

Shortly afterward, Louis was invited to meet the opposition leader of the parliament, Baron Anthony Hayward Chapman. After a brief but decisive meeting, the Baron personally assured Louis that he would receive the party nomination for the Birmingham constituency in the upcoming national election.

The entire process was seamless... almost surreal. No resistance, no controversy, just quiet doors opening one after another.

Back in Birmingham, Louis shared his whirlwind experience with Brian immediately.

Brian simply grinned. "This is the opportunity I told you about back then. Remember?"

Louis thought back to that day... the day when a panicked Brian couldn’t leave the kingdom and had come face-to-face with a mysterious man in black. So much had changed since then. He looked at Brian with a sense of gratitude and respect.

Suddenly, without warning, Louis embraced him and said, "Thank you... for everything."

Brian laughed, patting him on the back. "Just don’t forget who pointed you to the rising tide."

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On Brontes Island, Erevan Brontes Lychos... the King of Werewolves, sat in silence, staring at his computer screen with a deep frown. A feeling of dejection weighed heavily on his chest. For the past few days, he had resisted the urge, but today, the longing had become unbearable. He wanted to see his daughter’s photo... anything recent, even the faintest sign of her in the world.

curve of her smile, the shade of her eyes, the glint of intelligence and elegance that defined her. But it wasn’t enough. Hoping to find something

dismay, the results were barren... no photos, no mentions, no online records. It was as if someone had scrubbed

muttered bitterly. "They must love her

error. It wasn’t the Raynor Clan who had done this. Eleanor herself had removed all trace of her identity from public records. She didn’t want reminders of her tragic past, especially not ones that could resurface

from the Ten Great Clans. If he requested the files as a whole, no one would suspect that he was solely

guess my true motive. Eleanor

later, his secretary entered and handed him a neatly bound file. After the man exited, Erevan immediately opened the report and flipped to

There was no mention of her human parents or her early life. The report began only from the day of her turning. It stated that Eleanor had been involved in an accident while pregnant. Ethan Raynor, a close friend, had turned her into a werewolf to save both her and the child. Strangely, during the transformation, she awakened the Elizabeth bloodline which was an incredibly rare occurrence and the Raynor Clan had recognized her

powerful omen. An awakened bloodline during pregnancy was considered a divine blessing for the child. Moreover, the Elizabeth bloodline had nearly vanished. Aside from

had stayed in the Raynor Clan’s pocket dimension for six months after giving birth, receiving rigorous training under several elders. Her bond with Ethan Raynor was unclear...neither romantic nor platonic, but the

trained, explored, and laid the groundwork for Eleanor’s future. She later moved to the United States and ventured into the tech sector. Within a short span, she became one of

the wealthiest individual under thirty across both the human and supernatural

he examined them, cherishing the new images of his daughter.

talented in their own right, each with detailed records

idea sparked in

up his

to the

Sarika paused. "You’re serious?"

who haven’t undergone the trial yet. With the current imbalance in the supernatural world, it’s time we act. Merfolk have resumed sea raids like in the age of piracy. In the last two years, they’ve clashed with vampires multiple times. Werehyenas, who once never left Africa, are now showing up in Europe and Asia. Even some Naga clans have migrated from the Indian Ocean, setting up

allotted 100 slots for the Yggdrasil Trial every five years. We haven’t used any in the past three years. I propose we use them now to strengthen the next

force the five Young Masters into

replied. "If I request ten candidates from each Great Clan and simply include the Young Masters among them, no one will suspect