THE KING WAREWOLF'S

part 8's

"what are you calling me?"

one question made Dylan realize his initial purpose of calling this girl.

Dylan raised his chin haughtily and stared cynically at Fatel.

"wouldn't it be more polite to introduce yourself first *Nona*?" Dylan pressed his tone on the word Miss.

Fatel smiled wryly.he tilted his head slightly to the side.

"should? after what strangers have treated me? hm, do you think attacking and hitting people you don't know is a courtesy?" a mocking tone was tucked away in every sentence Fatel spoke.

Dylan changed his left leg over his right thigh, while his right hand clenched to support his chin.

but the girl looked not disturbed by Dylan's gaze.even a defiant look plastered on his jelly face.

Dylan hated the girl's challenge for quite a while they fell silent and fought in cold, piercing gazes at each other.

Claire comes and puts hot chocolate for Fatel on the table.

"who told you to serve this chocolate for him? " dylan said coldly while his gaze did not turn away from the creature in front of him.

"ah no sir, I took the initiative, who knows this Miss wants to drink" Claire replied lowered her head.

"save it again, if you need to throw it away. I don't want anything to do with this girl here, even if it hasn't been touched" Dylan clenched his left hand, until her knuckle book turned white.

Fatel screeched and threw away his face, not because he avoided Dylan's cold gaze, but because of Dylan's arrogance and arrogance.

"i would be happy if you also told me to leave" Fatel said calmly.

Dylan smiled mockingly and played his fingers.

"you think it's that easy to go? he, even if you leave here I'll make sure you don't come home safe, miss" it's often on Dylan's lips.

Fatel braked restrained.

what does this guy mean?

if you really want to kill him why not just go straight, why twist like this?

Fatel regulated his breathing.

"i think it was pretty awful" Fatel crossed his legs.

the thin dress that was worn was lifted, revealing the small and white calves of Fatel,

making Leo jump wants to take over Dylan's body, but the man tries to hold him back. Dylan cleared his throat *hasrat.

"that's right. Now I want you to answer my question honestly" Dylan's face turned serious

"are you a Hunter?"ask Dylan.

"well, honorable Alpha candidate. When I explain you don't cut my words before you finish" Fatel said calmly and firmly at the same time.

"who do you dare to rule me?" Dylan did not accept.in the Werbor pack no one dared to rule him, how could he have to submit to Fatel, a foreign girl.

"i said don't cut my words !!" Fatel slightly snapped at Dylan, making the man's iris darken.

"you. yelled at me. And I didn't like that" Dylan stared intently at Fatel. Fatel felt a little afraid, but he should not look weak. Dylan's hurt her 2 times and it can't be allowed.

Fatel shrugged his shoulders indifferently and smiled sweetly, slowly the dark aura on Dylan slowly fading away.

"listen, I just want to explain it, don't mean to yell at you, it's up to you if you don't believe it" Fatel said uncaringly, his eyes watching the entire room.

ooh?

Fatel just realized this room is dominated by dark colors.This room is almost like an apartment, but there is no kitchen.just a living room and one room at the end, it looks like a room.

many antiques and unique items on display in various corners of the room.His eyes are centered on a figura that is quite large.there is a graceful woman with a dark blue dress, dark blue, is that Luna the man in front of her? I don't know. next to his young man\-maybe 24-year-old\-standing while teesiling broadly, which Fatel interprets is this annoying Alpha candidate.

he looked very happy, Fatel's lips in his heart.But where was his father? why just him and his mom? Fatel was lazy to think of such an unimportant thing.

"don't let your eyes move freely through my room." Dylan's circus made Fatel cluck in annoyance

"so can you answer my question without wasting time" not the question, but the statement Dylan made.

"well, first I don't know what a Hunter is and it has nothing to do with me. second\-, ck don't put that face on, I'm not done yet" Fatel rolled his eyeballs carelessly looking at Dylan's piercing gaze.

"don't reason, quickly explain" urged Dylan, and again made Fatel cluck annoyed.

"second, I didn't even know that those werewolves really existed, and when you met me and my cousin....." Fatel stopped his words.His thoughts were fixed on Natty, guilt hit his chest again.

Dylan felt strange with Fatel's behavior. The reason was that his face looked calm and challenging, but what now? the sad look he showed. Dylan paused with Fatel's gaze, not Dylan, but Leo did. Dylan denies.

"then?" dylan's words made Fatel come to his senses and continued his words.

"what you saw back then, I'm figuring out the truth of your existence\-"

"and kill us? cheap tactics" Dylan smirked with a blade-sharp gaze ready to scratch his pointed side at Fatel's face.

"we both have no intention of killing or injuring you. just know" \(*song Rizky Febian :v*\) Fatel explained with a convincing tone.

Dylan straightened his body.

"but it does not rule out the possibility that I have to hold you here" Dylan said casually, making Fatel want to tear his cold handsome face apart.

"hey what do you mean?" ask Fatel doesn't understand.

"listen, there are two possibilities." Dylan pointed 2 fingers at Fatel.

"first.."Dylan folded one of his fingers" You're a hunter" Fatel swerved. What's his lack of explanation on this cold man in front of him?

"i told you I'm not a Hunter and I don't know what a Hunter is" Fatel said he couldn't take it. Dylan ignored it and was still busy with his finger

"and secondly, you're not a Hunter and you're another creature" Dylan's water face turned serious, and a sneer appeared upon seeing Fatel's confused expression.

"other creatures? try to explain, don't make me more confused" Fatel was really confused by Dylan's words.

"and I have to make sure of that." Dylan stood up and slightly tidied up his white shirt.

Fatel blinked his eyes.

"Claire, take him to Luna's room. I'll tighten the guard. "Dylan walked past from the face of Fatel after calling Claire.

"but the Master is Lu\-'s private room" Claire said

"you're denying me Claire? this command quickly did," Dylan held the doorknob and turned to Fatel who put on his puzzled face.

"and prepare all his needs, not to lack one anything"

Dylan opened the door and walked out of his room.

"can you not talk like that anymore, Leo? "

of course that last sentence came from Leo.

"no"Leo chuckled softly

"you know I don't like it" Dylan let out a heavy sigh.

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