All Chapters of The Last Red Wolf: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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The Invitation

“You fucking lowborn trash.”The guy on top of him threw another punch at his face, smashing his head into the dirt. He could taste soil mixed with blood. If he could speak, he’d say it was a disgusting mix.But there was nothing he could do except take the beating.He was just a lowborn trash anyway.Unlike him, the guy sitting on top of him, making his legs go numb with his weight, was from an important clan—rich, proud, and full of himself. The perfect arrogant jerk to steal from.When the “highborn” finally had enough, he got off him and climbed onto his horse. He rode off with his group of cologne-soaked pricks. Either they’d been at a whorehouse last night or they were the type of men who wore makeup and did things with other men.Mordeu slowly got up, spitting out the sand and blood he’d kept in his mouth. He could feel his wounds starting to heal, but the bruises from that jerk were still bad. If he went home like this, his mom would know he’d been in a fight.So he had to sta

Last Updated : 2025-06-03

The Invitation II

The princess frowned at him and stopped walking for a moment, which made Mordeu chuckle. But she didn’t turn back—she kept walking forward with her group.“So you’re telling me I could slap that princess and not get in trouble for hitting a royal?” a girl asked Mordeu.Mordeu didn’t even look at her. He was too busy laughing hard at what she said.His loud laugh caught the attention of Lord Alvitir and his group. The Lord stood with two people: a pale boy with white hair and dull grey eyes, who looked tired just hearing Mordeu laugh, and a pretty girl with brown hair and bright green eyes—just like Lord Alvitir. Mordeu could see they were probably related.Then he heard a low groan. It wasn’t from him, but it was close, so he turned to see.It was Fjall. He was standing still next to a girl, staring at the Alvitir family with a look Mordeu knew too well—lust.“My mate,” Fjall groaned again, his eyes fixed ahead. He looked like he was starving, but not for food. It gave Mordeu chills,

Last Updated : 2025-06-03

The assassins.

Mordeu was shocked. He wanted to see what was going on. Why wasn’t anyone helping? Still, there was no time to waste asking questions. He pushed through the crowd until he reached the front row, where he could see everything without much effort.But he wasn’t just there to watch—he wanted to help.When he saw the scene, he understood why no one had stepped in. In the center stood the son of Alvitir—the white-haired boy. He held a sword, and his attacker stood opposite him, also armed.It didn’t make sense. Why was a wolf fighting with a sword? And where was his family or the guards?The son of Alvitir wore white robes—the same ones he had on earlier that day—but now they were stained with blood. The crowd had circled around him. His eyes were filled with cold, murderous intent.On the ground lay two dead bodies, both assassins dressed in black, their faces hidden just like the one still standing. Mordeu looked back at the white-haired boy. His chest rose and fell heavily. He seemed ex

Last Updated : 2025-06-03

Cillian.

Mordeu was surprised to hear that. He lifted an eyebrow at Fjall, but before he could say anything, Alana said:“How are you so lax about everything that’s happening?” Alana’s voice was getting louder and angrier, her eyebrows were narrowed, and her heartbeat was quickening.Mordeu was taken aback by her tone, bewildered as to why she was getting so emotional over the issue. “Well, because it’s none of my business!”“They invited us here, and our safety might be compromised. What if one day you wake up and you’re engulfed in flames?” She gestured with so much enthusiasm, it looked like she was losing her mind over her unhealthy obsession with the issue.“Well, if that day comes, I’ll regret not listening to you right now. But if it doesn’t, then I’ll be happy that during my time here, I never got into things that were not my business,” Mordeu finalized sternly. He hoped she would finally get the message that in that aspect of her interest in the Alvitirs, he did not wish to indulge.A

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Cillian II

Alana rolled her eyes and scoffed. “I don’t see how any of it is a business of yours.”“Ahh,” Freya said like she had just had an epiphany. “Maybe your heart still longs for him?” she asked mockingly. “He openly rejected you. Take a hint, sister. You shouldn’t embarrass the coven with your lewdness, especially in a different Kingdom.”A hand went across her face. Freya’s entourage gasped and moved to attack Alana, who was prepared, waiting for them to pounce on her. Surprisingly, Freya stopped them from attacking by lifting a hand.She chuckled at Alana. “You must really enjoy hitting me, Alana. Does it excite you?” Her smirk was seductive.“Only a shameless, ugly-looking ogre would ever get excited by you. Oh wait, one already has,” Alana mocked.It was Freya’s turn to hit her, and so she did.“Don’t you dare bring him up,” she seethed.“Oh, you can bring up Cillian, but I can’t bring up your stinky ogre?” Alana asked rhetorically. “How rich, very elven-like.”Freya humphed as she fl

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Cillian III

Mordeu shifted in his position, and Fjall placed a hand on Alana’s shoulder as a show of comfort and concern.She gave him a wary smile, but her eyes drifted back to Mordeu, whom she had been staring at since the beginning of her story.“He gave reasons to my mother, and it succeeded in pacifying her anger, but I was left with a broken heart, and I was angry and sad. My mother kept those reasons from me and only told me that Cillian was not for me, that I should move on. No matter how many times I asked her why, she never gave me an answer.”Fjall smiled pitifully at her. “And so this anger and need to expose their secrets originated from a broken heart,” he nodded. “It’s understandable now why you hate them. I will no longer call your obsession stupid. Cillian should pay for what he did to you.”Mordeu was surprised at what his brother was saying. He swatted Fjall’s hand from Alana’s shoulder, ignoring the look of confusion that took over Fjall’s appearance. Mordeu proceeded to draw

Last Updated : 2025-06-11

Ayra’s Uncertainty.

After leaving Alana, he went to his room and stayed there till the sun gave way to the moon. The only time he went out was after lunch, when he knew everyone would be busy with one thing or another. He had gone to the kitchen to beg for food. The cook had called him handsome before giving him a meal.Mordeu ate in the shadows, hiding from Alana. He could not bring himself to look at her the same way. He lacked the understanding of her feelings: they had just met and she was already harboring such emotions for him.What did she expect him to do with that?If it was back at home, he would’ve just had his fun with her—heck, he would’ve even had fun with the princess. However, he wished not to bring his whorish nature to the camp. He already had a reputation in his village; he did not long for another.Maybe if Alana was someone else, he would’ve given it a try, but she was his friend, and it was unacceptable to him.Mordeu slept, woke up, slept, worked out, slept, imagined what Fjall was

Last Updated : 2025-06-12

Fluent in silence.

Mordeu looked away for a minute, pursing his lips, trying to decode the abnormally pleasing feeling that surfaced in his gut. A part of him sympathized with Cillian; it was sad that he would never experience the feeling of finding one’s mate. The uncontrollable pleasure and desire that a mate provokes.A part of him.Ayra suddenly clapped his shoulder, a wide grin across her face. “I hope you have fun. Don’t mind him if he doesn’t say anything to you, he’s quite the quiet type.”“It’s okay,” Mordeu said, scrutinizing the person reading a book before him. “I’m fluent in silence.”Ayra chuckled. “Well then, I leave him in your care. He has the section of the house all to himself. If you need me, you just have to find your way out, and I’m way over to the other side.”Mordeu understood only her voice; as for what she said, he could not comprehend, but there was no need for that because he was confident that he wouldn’t need her to come to his aid.Ayra left, and it suddenly became deathl

Last Updated : 2025-06-13

Disgusting.

Mordeu stood there, unable to process what was going on. His gaze flickered from Cillian’s calm expression and seemingly tired movements to Kai’s panicking countenance. Kai was waiting for him to say something, but Mordeu could not even form words, his tongue was failing him. He could only look towards Cillian for help, hoping that the other would see the struggle that Kai had brought upon him.Cillian looked over his shoulder slightly; Mordeu was standing behind him. He said nothing but only pulled Kai by the arm. “You’re making a big deal out of this.”Kai was flabbergasted at the words spilling from Cillian. He pulled up the hand Cillian had wrapped around his arm. “Do you not understand the gravity of this situation? We’re worried about one, and another has appeared.”Cillian grabbed his face. “Stop worrying about it. I’m not going to die.” Cillian somehow softened his gaze at him, giving him a reassuring look. His fingers gently rubbed Kai’s face, and he watched how the fear an

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The Lords.

Mordeu almost panicked. “That’s not what I mean. You’re amazing, you’re not repulsive. It’s just that it’s because…”“He’s a man,” Cillian fetched the words out of him.Mordeu nodded his head.Cillian smiled. “I understand now, it really is disgusting to some people.”Mordeu chuckled in relief. “I think it’s disgusting to everyone.”Cillian said nothing to that. The rest of the walk to Alvitir’s own courtyard was left in silence. Mordeu’s head was cautiously wrapping itself around the discussion he just had with Cillian.Never had he thought for a second that there could exist a man who didn’t just see indulging in sexual activities with another man as a pastime but would rather want to spend the rest of his life with another man. It was unquestionable—the way Kai looked at Cillian, the way he made subtle touches, how he would place his hand on his thigh, or his knee, or his shoulder, how he would look at Cillian like Cillian was a pool of intoxicating water or how he definitely want

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