Chapter 41{Listening to big-tailed fish when writing, blue whisper's OST} Zaccheus begrudgingly left his sleeping mate's side, looking at her again before sighing and walking out of the room. He left the cottage and saw the nobles outside, grumbling among one another. He massaged his pounding head and raised his hand up, which silenced them, and he closed his eyes tiredly, "Let's go to the pack house," he murmured, dismissing them. He had half of the idea why they came, but the other half was unknown. "What do you think they want to talk about?" Zeke asked while Alec looked at the retreating shadows of them. "Let's go," Zaccheus said. Without much hassle as walking, he teleported to the packhouse, and he didn't want any delay in going back to his mate. He sat on his throne. Zeke stood at his left side while Alec stood at the right side and the delta, waiting for the king's command. The nobles entered the throne room, making a noise as they argued with one another. "King," they

Chapter 43"What do you mean you can't find a trace?" Zaccheus growled, his eyes shining golden iris as his voice was deep. His beasts were awakened.With every passing minute, he could notice himself getting crazier, and he ran his fingers through his tangled hair as he tugged the edge, getting frustrated.Three days.Three days. Seventy-two hours. Four thousand, three hundred and twenty minutes. Two hundred and fifty-nine thousand, two hundred seconds since his mate had disappeared in thin air.The weather had been changing from rainy to thunderstorm, and he was feeling immense sadness and anger. He didn't even have the time to worry about the people.When they arrived at the cottage, everything had been burnt down, and nothing could be found at the scene except the faint smell of teleport magic in the air. His heart thumped in its ribcage as the blood left his legs, making them tremble tremendously and fall to his knees. His eyes were vacant as he stared at the burnt cottage in den

Epilogue2400 Kaobu realm"Mom, I'm out," she hollered, slinging her school bag as she waved at her mother at the entrance."Awwwww, my baby," her mother wiped the tears on her face dramatically with a kerchief."Hng!" she groaned, "mom, I'm not going to war," she stated, "I'm going to school, S C H O O L," she spelt out as her mum nodded in understanding."This is the first time you are leaving to stay alone.""I know," her shoulders slumped, "You'll make me emotional now," her voice already trembling as tears found their way to her eyes.This was another stage in her life; without her overprotective and caring mother, she would be alone on the big campus by herself. She hoped to explore and have more experience, which was why she decided to study history."Nada!" her mother called as she whipped her head to the back before entering the school gate, "Fighting!" She grinned back, lifting her elbow to return the morale.Her mother watched her entering the dormitory block before turning