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, Megan approached he
The moment he returned, he had busied himself with his estate work. This would help him update on what has been going on while he was away and what he nee
e called out from inside the study
wooden door inward as she obse
pha. For years, Megan, who was the last born with four other siblings, would come to this study, sit down and watch her father work in silence. It was the only wa
She had already made up her mind and just n
set my eyes on him again? Will he be angry with
d to change her mind and just walk away when Oliver looked
ust spectate?" He scoff
im. She wasn't even looking like she was happy that he had come home. Oliver was
She had almost run back just now. What was she thin
You are old." She scoffed back, having
d the door. The moment the door clicked, she started
scomfort and dropped
g well?" He asked as he pushed his
t winded. I ran all the way here when I
Alpha's house, but she didn't run at all. She took her time to walk down while planning her opening speec
t in front of him, and his face carried a deadpan look. "Since I am too old and don't lo
-tale gasp from escaping, but it was too late. The gasps filled
an
and gave her father a deep stare. "What is it? W
er eyes. He was sure he would see her
where?" Oliver start
. She reached out and used her finger
ngest wolf I have ever seen." She said in a s
e of the three realms on the continent called Eplica. The other realms are the human realm where the
vampires on Red Moon eradicated 10,000 years ago. The supernatural creatures ruled the continent, turning the human r
e was
ir realm and the supernatura
Vampires require blood, any type of blood, to remain strong. It just happens that human blood is the
was created where all creatures could meet, live together, trade, do whatever they like except mass killing of another race. An
Oliver's family and others like him have been tasked with this responsibility. One of his sons must learn from
r would return home to spend some time with his f
l wolf packs go huntin