Lucianne linked Christian, ‘Help Greg!’
Christian seemed hesitant before his queen’s order came out fiercer in her weakened voice, ‘Help Greg Claw, Your Grace. That’s an order.’
He nodded in compliance and left to join the effort to stop Xandar, shifting on the way. Xandar punched Greg to the ground before landing two merciless blows on his face and abdomen. He then held Greg by his neck with one hand and lifted him off the ground. His fingers were slowly tightening, and Greg’s dazed animal began losing air.
Christian thought to himself, ‘I’m so sorry for this, cuz.’ He then plunged his claws right through Xandar’s arm, earning an angry growl and forcing him to drop the other duke.
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Many wolves and lycans were sent to the pack clinic for blood transfusion. Some were so incapacitated by the venom that their friends and allies had to carry them there for treatment. Eighteen wolves and ten lycans, two of whom were Greg’s followers and one was Phelton, were in a coma as the Blue Crescent’s Chief of Medicine called two ally packs for supplies and asked for extra doctors and nurses. Xandar got Dr Yeil from lycan territory to send over some of his staff members and bring more blood as well.Seeing how dangerous the proditors were capable of being even in small numbers, the royal family members, defense ministers, Alphas, Lunas and Gammas decided to refrain from sending any trackers along the scent trail of the decipios who got away, for fear of sacrificing the lives of their own people.The royals and allia
Octavia looked at the duke in confusion when Pellethia said, “Well, if that’s necessary, then yes. We can make arrangements for anyone you’d like to see, um…”Pellethia threw Lucianne a puzzled look, not knowing how to address Greg because she didn’t know who he was. Lucianne explained simply, “This is the duke from Xandar’s paternal side.”Pellethia nodded in comprehension and finished her sentence from earlier with a courteous nod, “Your Grace.”Curiosity entered her emerald orbs when looked at Greg for a few more moments, feeling his familiar energy, before she stepped towards him and stretched out her hand to ask for his, “May I, Your Grace?”
Christian sat next to Xandar, and Greg sat next to Lucianne. The alliance and remaining ministers took their seats alongside them. Greg followed Lucianne’s worried gaze and noted the vampires’ freshly beaten-up face.He then muttered her way, “I have a very good feeling about this meeting, My Queen.”Lucianne tore her eyes away from the vampires and narrowed her eyes at the duke, who tried hard to press back an amused smirk. Toby sat next to Greg just to make sure that if Lucianne needed a good comeback to silence Greg, he would be there to help. But knowing his best friend, she’d most likely wouldn’t need it. Still, one could never be too careful.Xandar’s anger was seething again at the sight of Maddock, who had still not got
Octavia was the first to exclaim, “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SUGGESTING?! THAT THE EMPRESS ABDUCTED HER OWN PEOPLE?!”Lucianne asked a little more calmly, “Yes, Duica. What are you suggesting? Was this only detected at the window?”Duica gulped and tried his best not to shake when he said, “No, in fact. It was…” he looked to his comrades for support, who all gave him an ominous nod for him to disclose the whole truth, so he did, “We realized that it was the empress’s scent at the window, but when we sniffed the rest of the castle, we found that the scent was…in every room and corridor.”Before anyone could say anything, Lucianne commented in a pondering manner, “Odd.” She turned to a still-shocked Pe
“NO!” Lucianne didn’t know how many creatures growled that word her way, but their combined volume was enough to make her animal cover its ears in discomfort.Xandar turned Lucianne to face him, and gently shook her by her forearms as he reminded her, “Babe, when we talked about this, we said we’re putting our prisoners there, NOT YOU.”“The prisoners won’t necessarily do things our way or ask what we want, darling.”Juan exclaimed, “Lucy, are you out of your mind?! No one knows how that thing works and you just want to trespass like it was your own territory?”Lucianne argued meekly, “Well, we’re not trespassing if we have the forest&rsqu
With the rising tension in the pindrop silence chamber, the other decipios in the room shrunk further into their seats despite not having anything to do with the attack in Blue Crescent. They simply felt ashamed of sharing that innate power with those who caused the diplomatic conflict.Xandar’s grip on Lucianne’s small hand tightened when he explained, “It was a nightmare. I felt like I was being caged at first then released into a world that is supposed to be real but really isn’t. When the manipulation started taking effect, what I saw around me were only enemies, creatures that we’ve put behind bars and in solitary confinement less than a year ago. My friends and family who were fighting alongside me miraculously disappeared from sight. My wife…was missing.”He paused for a moment
Xandar met Lucianne’s orbs that were sparkling with curiosity before he smiled at the beautiful sight and ran his fingers down her soft hair as he explained, “Bernard IV was the Director-General of the Secret Service that used to exist, sweetheart. The Service started with him, who took in creatures of any species as long as they possessed enough aptitude, attitude, mental stamina, emotional stability and psychological mastery. They operated independent of governments and monarchies, loyal only to civilians but…”He took an uneasy gaze around the room and continued, “His successor didn’t possess the same vision or nobility that he had, and soon, it became evident that politics played a role in how the Secret Service operated.”Lucianne looked around, and then back at her slightly guilty husb
Toby agreed to discuss with Tate about the practice schedules and make arrangements with Rafael. The meeting was dismissed, and everyone went home. Xandar and Lucianne picked Reida up from Christian and Annie’s place and put her into bed before getting into bed themselves. As soon as Lucianne made her space in Xandar’s arms and was about to drift off, Xandar kissed her forehead and muttered, “I am so sorry, Lucy.” She looked up at him with droopy eyes and murmured, “Darling, again, it’s not your fault. It’s not his fault either.” Her hand traced his cheekbone, making his animal coo as it made Xandar pressed his forehead against hers. She continued whispering, “Stop blaming yourselves and each other. Neither of you would have done such a thing. We found a way to s