THE KING WAREWOLF'S

part 9's

"please enter Miss" Claire opens a large door, although not as big as the door of Dylan's room.The girl sits on one of the single couches near the balcony.

his eyeballs roam the entire room.This room is dominated by blue and white, so it looks clean and bright.

"if Miss needs something you can ask Gemma for help, they will stand guard in front of your room Miss" Claire said.

Fatel simply responded with deheman.

"ah, hey wait" call Fatel when Claire's about to step up.

"can I help you Miss?" ask Claire.

"no, what's your name?" Fatel rershey smile.

"You can call me Claire, Miss" Claire slightly bowed.

"hm, what if I call you Auntie? it would be impolite to call you Claire, however much older you are than me" Fatel said.

"sorry Miss, but a maid must be called by their name, whether old or young" Claire's explanation made Fatel pursed her lips.

"ck, but I'm just a prisoner here, so I'll still call you Auntie" Fatel broke up.

"but Miss if you do that then Mr. Dylan doesn't hesitate to punish you for breaking his rules" Claire defies Fatel's subtle words, she doesn't want this girl to get punishment from Dylan.

"i don't care, it's just for you Aunt Claire, not the other maid, what kind of stupid rule is that anyway? you know, Dylan doesn't know himself, he's young, should be polite to older people, isn't he afraid of what qualities"

"Miss-on"

"you shut up Aunt Claire, such an ungodly child must be told Bi, can not be allowed, if she applies the rule throughout her territory, how it will be. the child will fight the older person, not listen to their advice, and not appreciate the parents.it can be fatal Auntie. ckck, very unwise, how can he be made an Alpha? haven't just been crowned making that stupid rule." Claire gave her smile at Fatel's words.

he did not expect that there would be anyone who would dare to grumble about Dylan, as a man who was famously cold, flat and with a gripping aura, no one dared to even talk about it from behind like Fatel did.

"Auntie, you have to tell her, don't let anything bad happen" Fatel stared at Claire.

Fatel frowned beautifully.

"what's Bi?" ask Fatel astonishment.

did he speak wrong? ah, it's impossible.

"no Miss, you're so brave that usually no one would dare to Mr. Dylan, only Luna Jenn can advise Dylan because Mr. Dylan loves her mother so much" claire answered, making Fatel blink his eyes.

"but now that his mother is dead so he has to accept input from someone other than his mother, it's very selfish Bi" said Fatel, he could not figure out how could the cold man be this selfish.

"that's true Miss, but Mr. Dylan doesn't care, even Alpha's words he ignores." Claire said.

"ah, the bodo period. I don't care, this has nothing to do with that Auntie, so I'll stick with my decision" Fatel said.

'he said that Mr. Dylan was selfish, but he was also very stubborn.What if the two of them were together? one cold and one chatty?' Claire smiled at the thought of the two of them.

"Auntie? are you okay?" fatel asked, he was astonished to see Claire smiling to herself.

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Dylan sat opposite the elders of the Werbor pack, Rey dudk to his left.

"according to the agreement, Dylan will be on death row tomorrow as Alpha succeeds his father." exclaimed Glen, the supreme elder in the Werbor pack.

"what about Beta? do we keep me-"

"Nicho will still be chosen as Beta" Dylan cut off one of the Elders' words.

"ekhem, alright, so we just have to spread the invitation to the entire area that adjoins the Werbor pack" Glen said

"i think we're just inviting nobles, what do you think of Alpha?" ask one of the elders there is Rey.

"it's very nice, but there's nothing wrong with us inviting the others to come" Rey said, the person in the room nodding his head in understanding except Dylan.

He was very reluctant to be here if he used to be very interested when his mother was alive, but now it is inversely proportional.

"a very good idea Alpha.we will invite Vampires, demons, demons, and fairies" said Glen

"yeah, do we invite the gods to Alpha? I think they'll come, considering we're quite good friends with their kind." proposes one of the elders.

"ah, I almost forgot about it, all right "Rey said.

"do you have an Alpha candidate to present?" glen asked, all eyes looking at Dylan.

"no thanks" Dylan responded flatly and coldly.

the whole room nodded its head.

"i think today's meeting is enough, prepare everything for pickles tomorrow" Rey exclaimed, everyone exiting the hall.

Dylan moved, but a voice held him back, he stopped but did not look at the other person.

"Dylan, I know that your mother's death has deeply shaken your mind, but you have to remember that you have a big responsibility from tomorrow, so you have to change. I'm sure Jenn was very happy there if you could lead the Warewolves well" Rey said, Dylan flinching, but his emotions couldn't be contained.

"do you seem to know everything about my mother?" Dylan said without turning his body.

"i know you hate me, but you can't take your personal problems with your responsibilities. And ah yeah, I heard you had a new pet in your mansion" Rey walked in, and pat Dylan's shoulder softly until it finally passed.

Dylan clenched his finger and walked out of the room with emotions that were about to explode.

he needs an impingement.

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