The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

The new speculation left me upset for a long time and I couldn't reign in my agitation.

My mind flashed back to my first year as Alpha. I had gone to negotiate with Hudson on behalf of my pack. When I met Hudson that day, his condition was worse than I had expected. He was huddled in a black robe, looking like he was on his deathbed. He was frail, and his prominent hand bones were horribly deformed. Thanks to the curse, he could only lean weakly against the chair.

I greeted him with a smile, but he stared at me with a clenched jaw. His lifeless face under his hood twitched subtly, and he looked eager to charge at me and tear me into pieces.

by black witches. I was not scared of Hudson, who was suffering from the black death curse. Even if I stood within arm's length from him, he wouldn't have the nerve to touch

the coffee the servant had brought, I gently placed the cup on the table and took out the agreement from my bag. I waved the paper in front of his despondent eyes to show him the agreement. Then I placed it on the table for

vampires and werewolves would not break the peace, and they would no longer invade the other's territory. Both sides agreed to these terms for fifty years. Neither would they step foot into each other's restricted zone, nor would they interfere

and signed his name with a

the next five years, the border had been safe and sound. As expected, the vampires had honored their side of the agreement and never entered werewolf territory. I gradually relaxed. I didn't keep the same

Hubson was free of the black death curse? Hubson was so crafty. He had been

probably regained his strength. Maybe he is hatching a secret plot. You must stay alert." There was a moment of silence on the

just sent me the report that the two spies committed suicide during the interrogation. Their true faces were revealed when they stopped breathing."

vampires