Chapter 126: Adelaide.

I search the “History of Lycan and werewolf magics” book but it only ever mentions King Ashryn the Great.

There is no mention of his wife, except for her name and I guess that’s something.

She was Queen Diane Ashyrn. Mate and dearly beloved of Aquinas Ashryn and surprisingly, a werewolf.

Surprise bubbles up in me at that and a chuckle leaves my lips.

She was a werewolf.

I thought all Lycans hated werewolves. They despise us and they make it their life’s aim to show how much better than us they are.

I won’t deny the fact that my parents didn’t leave a very good image of werewolves and packs in my head, but there are some who did.

There’s the old lady who treated me kindly since the rest of the pack despised me for being the weakest link. There are the pups, little werewolf children who would be better if only they had someone to tell them the ways of the pack aren’t so ideal that they should follow them wholeheartedly.

I despise my parents, yes, my pack? Maybe.

But I know there must be