Chapter 255
J and the soldiers started heading up north following the trace of her son.
At first, they thought that it would not be that hard to catch an 8–year–old..
But the truth proved them wrong.
They were always one stepte behind Aspen and had to follow him all the way close to the Blood
Moon Pack’s border.
J had aplicated feeling at heart.
…Why was Aspen heading towards the Blood Moon Pack?
Was this purely a coincidence? Or did Aspen hear something that led him to this ce?
She didn’t know.
She could only ask her son personally when she found him.
And….
It had been 8 years.
8 long years since she was taken away by Westin.
And now she was finally back.
Back in her own hometown.
She wondered how her friends and families had been…Casper, Balvina, the child that Balvina was
pregnant with when she left-
And Daran.
Would Aspen meet with all those people?
…Would she?
The soldierspletely lost track of Aspen after he went into the Blood Moon Pack
And they couldn’t go any further.
It was already werewolf controlled territory.
So they made a brief stop at the borderline to reassess.
Elder Medline joined them shortly after since, apparently, this woman didn’t trust J enough to let
her move around alone in the werewolfnd.
“What the hell have you been doing?! Why haven’t you found the prince yet?”
That was the first line that Medline said to J when they met.
J let out a snort internally.
Medline had been nothing but harsh to her over the past 8 years.
She criticized the way J ran the castle and the way she dressed, moved, and talked to people.
She found everything about J vulgar and unmannered.
Westin always defended J when he was around.
But he didn’t this time, which gave Medline a perfect opportunity tosh out on J.
“This is the Lycan’s heir for Christ’s sake!”
Medline snarled at J in front of all their soldiers, waving her hands angrily, “If Prince Aspen
went missing or–God forbids–ran into any kind of danger, all the Lycans would shred you into
pieces!”
“No need to threaten me. I am his mother. I am more worried than any of you,” said J coldly.
Medline sneered loudly, “Mother? Ha! I haven’t even asked you why the prince ran away from home
yet. Studies showed that 90% of children’s run–away is rted to domestic violence. You must have
been hurting your son-”
BANG!
J mmed the table with her hand so hard that it sent a shudder down everyone’s spine.
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Medline was startled as well.
She took a small step back and red at J, “What? Are you going to hurt me as well?”
“Are we going to sit here and talk about bullshits? Or are we going to find my son?” J snapped.
She didn’t give Medline a chance to retaliate and simply turned to the soldiers, we still can’t locate
the prince?”
“So
One soldier shook his head, looking torn, “There is no way for us to know where the prince is since
the entire city is guarded by werewolf soldiers. And we don’t want to raise too much attention by
poking around…”
“Why not? It is just a bunch of lowly werewolves. Don’t be afraid of them,” Medline, rolled her eyes.
“I say we just bloodshed the entire werewolf city and snatch our prince back”
“NO”
J snapped.
Medline narrowed her eyes at J, “No? This is the most efficient solution and you are saying no
to that? Why? Because suddenly you are sympathizing with the werewolves, even over your own
son?”
“BECAUSE!”
J approached Medline dangerously, clenching her fists, Because the King forbids anyone to
mess with the werewolves. He couldn’t say the word ‘co–exist! enough in those elder’s meetings!
Have you gone deaf during those meetings?”
Anger shed in Medline’s eyes.
Yet she didn’t have the gut to purposely go against.
No matter how tough she was.
…Fine. ”
Medline said unwillingly after a long pause, “So we let the werewolves keep their pathetic lives.
What do you propose alternatively?”
“We use a fake identity and sneak into the city in secret, looking for my son.”
“Then I have just the perfect identity for you, my Queen,” said one soldier at once. “Third daughter
of Lord Kurt from the ck Water Pack. Lord Kurt is very private and rarely leaves his own pack.
The public world knows very little about him, which makes this fake identity safe for us.”
J nodded, “Then I will be Lady Kurt, from the ck Water Pack. And Elder Medline can pretend
to be my nanny.”
Medline’s jaw tightened, “You want me to be your servant-
“If you find this so beneath you, you can stay outside of the city. It is up to you,” said J icily.
Medline looked as though she just swallowed a fly.
Yet she agreed to this reluctantly in the end.
The two of them did aplete makeover before going into the city, getting rid of anything that
could make the others suspect of their Lycan identity.
Medline insisted that J wore a mask, in case people recognized her.
If anyone asked about the mask, they would just say that J burned her face before and didn’t
want anyone to see her hideous face.
The next morning, they were at the Blood Moon Pack’s checkup point.
To J’s surprise, there was a huge crowd of people waiting in line to enter the city.
“Hey excuse me.”
She stopped a passerby and asked, “What is with the crowd?”
“You don’t know?” the passerby said enthusiastically, “It is the Annual Alpha’s meeting! All the
important people are going to be here!”
…Annual Alpha’s meeting.
J had a moment of trance.
Almost 9 years ago, they gathered at the Annual Alpha’s meeting and decided on the alliance
training, which led her back to Riverside Pack
It was where everything all began.
Now….it felt like something happened in her pre–life.
Just then, a ck car appeared down the street.
As it drove past the crowd heading towards the gate, there was apuse and cheers.
“That is Alpha Casper’s car!” someone cried.
…Casper?!
J immediately wanted to push through the crowd and went to the car.
Yet Medline grabbed her wrist and stopped her.
“Behave yourself!” she hissed into J’s ears, “You are a Lycan’s mate now!” The car had already
gone into the gate.
Disappeared from J’s sight.
Tears welled up in J’s eyes as she stared in the direction of the car.
Casper, was that you?
I miss you…my big brother….so, so much.
“Where is King Daran?” someone next to J asked his friend, “Is he going to be at the meeting?”
“Of course. But I heard that he was runningte. We probably won’t see him today.”
J took in a deep breath and fought down her tears.
Daran.
Your son was in the city, so close to you right now.
Could you feel it?
<hr>Daran’s car was galloping down the road.
He got caught up by some pack businesses and left the Riverside Packte.
His driver took a shortcut to buy them some time. But this route would lead them. through a very
rough area.
Daran leaned back in his seat with his eyes shut, deep in his own thoughts.
The car slowed down gradually and halted to aplete stop.
“What is going on?” Daran asked.
“My apology my king…but some homeless just blocked our way,” said the driver nervously.
Daran opened his eyes and looked outside.
There was indeed a group of homeless surrounding this shiny car, banging on the tinted window
and asking for food and money.
Daran frowned, looking impatient..
He wanted to tell the driver to get out and chase the crowd away.
Yet before he did that, his eyes flickered to the side and saw a tiny figure behind the crowd.
It was a child.
Probably 8 or 9 years old.
He didn’t swamp up to the car like the other homeless did.
Instead, he remained sitting on the curb, his tiny arms around his knees, and stared attentively at
the board in front of him.
The board had two simple words written on it: Need food.
For some weird reason, this little homeless caught Daran’s attention.
His body acted quicker than his mind.
Before he knew it, he was out of the car already and walked up to that little homeless, ignoring the
others.
He stopped in front of that tiny figure, looking down at the child.
“Where are your parents?” he asked.
The boy raised his head.
Their eyes met.
…Two sets of identical, smokey grey eyes.