Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 147

Chapter 147: Bad News

Erevan Brontes Lychos stood before an archway made entirely of living vines. Its structure pulsed with life, its thick green cords braided into an elegant curve. Small, multicolored flowers blossomed from it, swaying gently even in the absence of wind, exuding a soft floral scent that made the entire passage feel dreamlike... an otherworldly threshold between realms.

He paused briefly, awed despite having seen this place before. This was the entrance to the Inner Circle of Yggdrasil, the sacred core where the world tree anchored its roots deep into the Earth’s soul.

This was his fourth time passing through.

The first had been during his youth, led by his father Damon Brontes Lychos, who had brought him here to be introduced as the heir apparent. It was a solemn rite, one he remembered vividly.

The second was for his Ascendant Trial... the trial that allowed an awakened to step into ascendance, gaining greater power and build spiritual core inside the body.

The third visit had been purely for training purposes, seeking opportunities in the other world for advancement of ascendant level.

But today was different.

Today, Erevan was not a crown prince or a heir apparent.

He came as the King of Werewolves... not yet crowned in ceremony, but already reigning in power. His rule, though recent, had already begun and spread throughout the supernatural world.

He instructed his entourage to wait outside the boundary and walked forward alone. As he passed through the vine-gate, a subtle shimmer wrapped around him, and the air grew warmer, richer. The bustling life of the outer realm faded behind him.

Fairies flitted past... radiant beings with transparent wings like large dragonflies and halos of light over their brows. Some carried scrolls. Others swept pollen across floating blossoms, or gathered dew into crystal flasks. None paid Erevan any attention, for they knew none could enter this sacred ground without Yggdrasil’s permission. If he stood here, it was because the world tree allowed it.

Then, a voice echoed... not through his ears, but within his mind.

"Erevan Brontes Lychos, son of Damon Brontes Lychos. King of Werewolves. Close your eyes, and walk forward."

It was Yggdrasil who communicated through mind. The ancient voice was serene yet immense, like the deep hum of the cosmos.

Erevan obeyed. He closed his eyes and moved forward step by step. The ground under his feet felt soft and warm, like moss kissed by starlight. A sense of timelessness overcame him... he no longer felt his heartbeat, nor the weight of his limbs.

Then the voice returned.

"Stop. Open your eyes."

and its roots pulsed with the colors of life: blue, green, gold, and white. The branches high above disappeared into clouds of starlight, where they were emitting

voice steady and full

for

tree replied through their mental link. "You know the protocol. Choose a vine

came down from above branches and glowed with gentle white light. As he touched it, the vine responded, releasing countless threadlike tendrils that extended and wrapped around him gently, as if encasing in

his body was cocooned in white light. He no longer stood in the grove... but floated in a

It was more than communication... it was communion.

Then, the voice returned.

With the inheritance of your strong bloodline, she might become

Erevan

of your heart. However, it comes with a great cost. If some exceptional talents are

hadn’t thought that far. His excitement had blinded him to

have considered the broader consequences.

said. "Your timing, in fact, is impeccable. I was already preparing to summon the races to send their young elites for trials. I’ve informed the dragons. There were

more than just preparation?" Erevan asked. "They’re

Skeletons are weak, yes... but in numbers they could overwhelm any region. The enemy doesn’t rest. Nor do they fear death. We need to send ascendant fighters in

agreement. The plan was bold, but he could see its potential. There were still many powerful ascendants living in the various pocket dimensions scattered across Earth. If Yggdrasil could send some of them to accompany this newly emerging generation of ascendants to Molgrath, it would be a mutually

understand," Erevan said thoughtfully. "But sending such a large number of ascendants

in last few centuries was negligible. I still possess more than enough energy to facilitate the teleportation and oversee the trials.

of your most promising young werewolves for the trial. The dragons will inform the other races shortly. You should begin

his head respectfully. "Thank

inner circle through the living archway, his companions were waiting along with the two dragons brought them here. One of the dragons, a tall male

in a villa near the business district. Tomorrow, there will be

attend the auction. It would be helpful if you could arrange tickets for

bowed slightly. "Certainly, Lord Lychos. We will deliver your passes to the villa. If there is anything

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