Scott’s gifts were received well by his Lunas. It even made Walt d. Evelyn even apologized for her rant and settled to stay.


    Lydia, still having her knot not tightened properly, acted like the gand was her crown and she was a princess.


    Evelyn found it embarrassing but Scott said it was okay, she was his princess.


    He had quickly added that they were all princesses so theplement won’t seem one sided but none of them remarked on it.


    Margaret just exhaled, epting whatever fate brought. It’d always be in history that it was her who brought them to Scott anyway.


    “So tell me, how’d our husband avenge us?” Evelyn threw some berries into her mouth.


    Lydia arranged the berries, trying to write her name but Margaret scattered them.


    “Well, the werewolves always hesitated. Blue Moon shares a border and forgave all grievances by the Dark Dragon people. Not anymore, they’d be killed”.


    Margaret flinched on hearing that, “So you’ll start a war”.


    “They started it by hurting my Lunas” it was Walt, his eyes were red. Margaret who sat besides Scott changed seats to besides her oldest sister. She’d seen his eyes like that before, but it always scared her.


    Han stooped close to Scott, on the ground, “Hey, Walt. Why don’t you have a full introduction to us?” he smiled.


    Walt looked at him coldly, “I don’t like you. But I endure you cos of my Lunas”.


    Margaret and Lydia beganughing at the wolf’s honesty. Evelyn smiled and patted Han, who grumpily sat in his seat.


    “So do you think different from Scott?” Margaret enquired.


    “We use the same body and have the same experience. We agree on many things but don’t necessarily think alike” the Wolf answered.


    Lydia sessfully finished creating her name with the berries, she pped her hand in joy, “I’m done. You can scatter it now”.


    When Margaret rolled her eyes rather than scatter, she pouted and scattered it herself.


    “Cam I have the backstory on why she hoes cuckoo when something bad happens?”.


    Margaret looked for Han to Evelyn and then Scott, “She had an ident, a traumatic one. Her head hit a rock and it started this. Her brain goes back to that time”.


    Scott’s eyes went back to normal to indicate Walt wasn’t in control, “She’d be better. I promise”.


    Margaret nodded but Evelyn shrugged. Everyone had their good days, as long as she wasn’t biting anyone while in her cuckoo mood, she’s fine.


    Han looked at Scott suspiciously. Did he have something to do with Lydia’s head? Why was he promising she’d get better?


    “That said, Evelyn. Jackson woulde next week to gift you some ointment for your leg” Scott announced.


    “A, that’s nice. I hope he’s not helping cos I am his mate? I still don’t know what he means” she grumbled.


    “It means you’re his…”


    Scott nudged Han to keep quiet and gave a fake smile, “He’s a really nice person. And is Beta to Blue Moon Pack. Don’t worry”.


    Evelyn looked Han and Scott over, nodding slowly, “Okay. It better be”.


    Lydia finished her berries and began crying for more. Evelyn attempted getting up to get some but her injured leg threw her back.


    “Careful with that leg, wait” Scott left to get some treatment.


    “Han and I would go get some berries” Margaret told her to make her shut up. She did and Margaret pulled Han to herself.


    Maybe while plucking berries, they could bond like siblings. It was well overdue.


    Meanwhile, outside the border line of the Forbidden Forest, stood King Gerard and Chan. Chan wasn’t sure what he was doing there.


    He wasn’t disposed to meet Han. Not after his Queen sent harm to him and his sisters.


    The King asking to apany him to forest to get back his ‘catalyst’ left him perplexed. It was suicide mission to walk in there, after the raid.


    “Your highness, you’re sure Han’s sister is the catalyst? What if what the dark energy showed the Queen was wrong?” Chan spected.


    The King was upset with Chan doubting his mother’s vision. He knew his mother was crazy but her people shouldn’t know.


    He didn’t doubt her vision. He felt a strange connection to the girl when he first saw her. And she affected his sexual life too.


    She had to be the key. But his mother forcing him to bring her home back that day.


    A day after sending dragon birds to her, that may have possibly left her injured and sick. It was hrious.


    And he wouldn’t be surprised if Han turned against him as well. He betrayed him by not offering protection.


    “Let’s go in. I’d use you as bait. If I tell Scott you’re Han’s friend, he wouldn’t hurt you” King Gerard felt bad for what he said but that’s the only way.


    “Your highness, you’d use me as bait?” every word wasced with disappointment and betrayal.


    King Gerard pushed his feelings aside and strode forward in his horse. Chan shook it off his head and strode in with him.


    They were howling at the far end, indicating Killer Wolves were around the vicinity.


    King Gerard pointed at where the around hade from, “Target there, Chan. None of the wolves shoulde close”.


    Chan readied his arrow his arrow, waiting to strike any living thing that emerged. The King rose faster towards the stream where he had met the girl whole Chan tagged slowly behind.


    He heard the rustling of leaves and his eyes piqued, scrutinizing every tree. At one point, it sounded likeughter and two footsteps.


    A moving figure came to sight and he shot his arrow before it came fully into view.


    It was caught before itnded on a pale faceddy. Margaret wanted to scream but the young man who had shot her held a sorry look.


    “Chan! You’re shooting my sister!” was the first words that came from Han’s mouth.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.


    They just stood there, ring and gaping at each other. One with anger and look of betrayal and the other with regrets and a sorry look.


    King Gerard turned to see that Chan was far behind him and he wasn’t holding his arrows in position.


    “Chan, is something there?” he called out. Chan broke his stare on Han and bowed to the King, “No, I shot at a squirrel”.


    On hearing the King’s voice, Margaret and Han, sped away back to the Cavern to look for Scott.