Chapter 132 - The Queen

“Julius. Julius. Julius. Julius.”

This constant scream in his mind was making the king lose his mind. How much longer could a werewolf survive this constant scream that lasts for days, day or night?

Two hours later, Aethelwolf traps his wolf in one of the most remote corners of his mind. His presence was there, but he forced him into silence.

Aethelwul sighs deeply. The silence in the brain was a blessing from the goddess, but it had a consequence. He couldn't turn to his wolf if he needed to shift, and he was alone for the first time since his wolf had first spoken in his head.

He takes a shower and finally leaves the bathroom. gets dressed and goes downstairs to the office.

Shortly afterward, the queen knocked on the door and entered with a tray of meat from his missed lunch.

- You need to eat. You haven't had breakfast or lunch, and it's already past 4 in the afternoon.

- I'm not hungry.

Sighing, the queen sets the board on the meeting table and turns to her mate.

- Don't you think