Layla's Destined Lover

m her, the one soon to become her life partner and

ou are be

mpliment from the depth of his heart. That whispered sentence made the successor q

elow the tree platform where Layla and Leon stand are several hundred wolf tribe members

sting ritual. Here, this marrying pair doesn't need anyone to officiate their wedding, for they are

up filled with deer blood. She looks towards Leon, her eyes eagerly waiting for him to pick up

r fighting instinct and the drive to perpetuate h

e an heir before th

s bloodline, known only to her and her

. After all, she is about to accomplish it.

the other golden cup, she

cups of blood

t her husband and then turns to face her tribe members below. She wants to

suddenly heats up, her eyes turn a deep black, devoid of

this condi

n she has during he

pen once a year unless she m

ded. And the last thing she sees before closing her eyes is the victoriou

tricke

.

ke

are heavy, blurring her vision. However, the voices that follow help Layla recognize

thought that the daughter of that damn Baron

ose to her, often addressing her by her first name. Baron is a title

A childhood friend of her father, who had once fought side

g is sure not to caus

erie, the captain of the first squad responsible for the tribe's security.

a's father, her memories vivid with his nost

ause the mocking and gleeful tone directed at this friend

hips and never saw their true colors. Or maybe they hid it so well that even the

ut the blood trickling down into her eyes makes her already unclear vision blur even more. Whether by luck or

r Leon. Don't just chat like

the chieftain anymore.

yone's attention to her was none other than Anna Adela, the beloved daughter of old Ph

lood in her golden cup with human blood, aiming to trigger her madness in front of everyon

lled by their instincts, it can bring unpredictable consequences to the tribe members. Not to mention a chie

ze everything the Baron lineage had built with great hardship. The Western wolf tribe, founded and est

ou are a

s, she smirk

nner, yet her first defeat des

s and pain. Clearly, they had shattered her limbs. They wanted to kil

e ungrateful,

man who deceiv

or being foolishly naive

bit of strength to clearly see the scum before her, to keep her final dignity and

finitely... k

drinking for days, but this sound inadve

attle-ready chieft

who stepped back a few paces behind her beloved. Her eyes flashed with jealousy and malice, s

their claws and fangs as weapons; if he broke her fangs and pulled out

t his elders, wanting

kill her. We still need this kid to provide t

cracked, bloody lips. So, it wasn't just greed for the

uld increase one's strength a hundred thousand times and was also used to gra

king it a treasure of the wolf tribe. After all, wolves love to fight an

n able to maintain the chieftain's position in the West for

absolute sup

he people slowly approaching, as they began to pr

don't worry. It'l

eme pain that surg

ahh