The moment Cory heard that order, his heart twitched with fury.He might be weak, but not stupid. He fought Ragnar once. He knew the chance he could win a battle against his big brother. Him killing Ragnar would be committing suicide. Yet, his father asked him to do it only because he didn’t have the ball to do it himself.Cory hated the old wolf even more. But he kept his attitude humble and obedient as usual.“Sure, Father,” he answered emotionlessly, and then started to walk out of the meeting room like he was controlled by the Alpha order.His secret research under the hospital had enabled him to be immune from his father’s order a long time ago. He just couldn’t let the king find out yet.“I haven’t done yet! Where are you going?! You little prick!”The old king growled from Cory’s back. He was grumpier than usual because of the unexpected appearance of Ragnar.Even since that nanny disappeared with Ragnar’s body 21 years ago, he had been searching for them like crazy. He was sur
After Ragnar closed the door, Elena asked him worriedly, “What happened?”Ragnar turned around and answered, “He wants to talk about our father.”That was something unexpected. When Elena was still with Cory, Cory rarely mentioned his parents. Elena assumed that was because he came from the royal family. She actually didn’t know how the relationship was between Cory and his father.Cory always followed the old king’s orders with complete obedience and he always acted abnormally humble in front of the old king. And Elena couldn’t tell if he did it out of respect or something else. Whenever she asked Cory the reason, Cory always gave her the same answer, “He is the greatest wolf on earth, babe. There’s no room for me to speak.”“What do you think he is up to?” Elena asked worriedly. It was just not usual to get a visitor at this late time. It was already 2 a.m. Ragnar shook his head. He had no clue about Cory’s intention, but he wasn’t worried. Cory was much weaker than him, and in a
The moment Cory fell on the floor, Ragnar clutched his glass with anger. Wolves didn’t pass out because of illness like humans did. Apparently, Cory drugged himself, or let’s say, the old king drugged Cory for some sick reason. Either way, Ragnar had to take Cory to the hospital now. “Or we can just leave him here and go back to enjoy our engagement night with her,” Raven swung his tail indifferently, “Even if he dies, it’s none of our business.”“They saw us with him in the bar, alone,” Ragnar said. He was pissed off by his sneaky brother’s dirty trick. They indeed got witnesses tonight, but those witnesses would portray Cory as the victim, him as the perpetrator. “If he died, or someone else found him like this. They would assume we attacked him or did something to him. The old dog would have the excuse to arrest us and execute us,” he said. Raven grunted with dissatisfaction. He hated those calculated sneaky tricks. If he wanted someone dead, he would fight fair and square.“Are
As soon as the doctor left, Elena felt something odd about the hospital. Before she was locked up by Cory, she had been in the hospital a few times for general physical examinations, and none of those visits was as quiet as now. There weren’t many patients in the hospital, but there were always doctors or nursing workers in the hallway, busy with their work. And the nurse’s lounge near the stairs was always a noisy place. No matter what time it was, you could always hear arguments or talk, sometimes even laughter came from there. Wolves are not like humans. They rarely get deadly sick. The hospital was never a grave place, more like a comfy rest station. But right now, the whole place was as quiet as a graveyard. There was no noise anymore, not even any sounds. After that doctor left, the hallway suddenly became completely empty, as if there weren’t any people in the building anymore.Elena got a bad feeling. She whispered to Ragnar, “Wait for me,” and then stood up and started to
It had been so long since Cory lost his mother. On that afternoon when he was 11 years old, he heard his mother arguing with the old king in the office because he was too weak. It was said there was a sort of magic that existed in this world that could make a weak wolf strong. His mother was fighting for him for that tiny possibility.The old king knew how to do the magic. He was such a powerful wolf. He knew about everything, but he refused to help his son and killed his mother for it. Cory would never forget about that afternoon when he came back home from the forest. The old wolf was pacing in the living room anxiously, waiting for him. When he saw Cory walk inside the house, he smiled at him very rarely and his tone was gentle. He asked the little boy, “How’s the school doing?”Cory clenched his little fists nervously. His father never smiled at him. He knew something must have gone wrong in this house. He said, “Everything is great. Thank you for asking, Father.”The old kin
“If I were you, I wouldn’t do what you are about to do,” Raven said, turning around to face his younger brother, and staring at him. From the moment Cory showed up at the stairs, Raven had noticed something. Cory’s wolf was abnormally large and strong but its motions were really slow.Maybe it was because they were related by blood. Raven could just feel that Cory was enduring enormous pain the whole time. The old king panicked and made the wrong decision when he decided to attack Cory first. If he had spent more time observing, he would have noticed that Cory’s wolf could barely move, not to mention chasing and pursuing him. He basically sent himself to Cory to be killed. Not that it would have changed his fate if he had chosen to attack Raven first. Whether Cory was in the hospital or not today, Ragnar would decapitate the old wolf quickly and nicely. Now he had finally got his revenge. The burden on his shoulders lightened. Ragnar had no intention of executing his younger brot
Cory was dead. Until Ragnar landed on the floor and shifted back to his human form, he still couldn’t believe that his younger brother had just died to protect him. He stood on that messy floor motionlessly, trying hard to persuade himself to believe what had just happened, and then slowly, and hesitantly, he walked back to that crushed table with countless pieces of broken glass under his bare feet. That golden arrow dug out a hole in the window when it ran through that heavy silver barrier. Under that sole beam of warm morning sunlight, Ragnar saw his younger brother lying there on that pile of junk na/kedly, and lonely, with his eye wide open. The holes on both sides of his head were still dripping blood and there were so many bruises and cuts on his body. His left eye now was a complete blood hole, and … he was just … dead, not breathing, cold and motionless. Ragnar would have cried if he hadn’t run out of tears when he lost his human family three years ago. He wasn’t suppo
Ragnar lost his mind. There was a transparent magic barrier around the dragon’s borderline, he couldn’t break through it. He tried everything he could, slamming against it with his body, smashing it with trunks and rocks. But nothing could break that transparent air wall. Without the permission of the dragon’s authority, nothing from the wolf's land could reach the dragon’s territory. Ragnar got so angry. He howled, growled, snarled, throwing his body towards that transparent air wall again and again, but none of those were useful. He just couldn’t break through it and get that shrewd dragon princess. He was so pissed off that he started to destroy everything in his eyesight with his head and body, and claws and teeth, even Raven couldn’t stop him. The man had never been so angry since he was born and he wanted to kill and destroy everything.It was all his fault. It was all because of him. He should never have trusted Lennie. He should never have accepted her help and he should