Chapter 132 - The Incident 18 Years Ago Part 3 (1/2)

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”Hehe...we can't have fun with the weretiger, but we still have her little cub.” The female vampire sneered.

”Huh? You plan to do that with her cub?” A vampire with a scar on his forehead asked perplexedly.

”Shut up! I meant to say, we can vent our rage on her cub!”

”Oh, haha...”

”Now, enough with the dilly-dallying. The other members of the alliance must be waiting for our good news. Even though we don't have the Werewolf King and his mate's severed heads, we at least know for certain that they are dead. As for their cub, we will take him to make up for our mistake. Poaula, go and grab him!” The female vampire ordered.

”Yes, Pack Leader!” A thin vampire stepped out and dashed at the motionless black cub.

The young black cub did not move and only stared expressionlessly at the charging vampire. It's vacant eyes were deep and empty at the same time, making one wonder if it was shocked silly or lost the desire to live.

The other vampires gazed vehemently at the addressed vampire, envy and jealousy brimming viciously in the depths of their blue eyes.

Ecstatic and exhilarated to be the one getting the honor of capturing the Werewolf King's cub, the vampire's eyes gleamed with mad delight as he roared in laughter and stretched out his hands.

Right at this moment, a red light flashed before the vampire's eyes and an unimaginable force slammed into his chest, sending him sailing through the air before violently slumping into the valley walls.

”Cough!”

He puked a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The sudden change caught the spectating vampires off guard. For a brief moment, the valley fell in silence as they incomprehensibly blinked their eyes, wondering what happened. It wasn't until their unconscious companion's body fell to the ground that they returned to their senses.

Red-faced with anger, the female vampire, the Pack Leader, roared in rage at the red shadow in front of the wolf cub.

”Who dares to intervene in the Supreme Clans affairs!?”

”I dare. What can you do about it?” A nonchalant, feminine voice replied, causing her to furrow her brows in confusion.

She purposely shouted out the Supreme Clans affairs to scare away any ignorant beast that dared to venture where they weren't supposed to. However, from the laid-back attitude and careless tone of this intruder, she could sense no astonishment or fear.

It was almost as if they didn't put the Six Supreme Clans in their eyes.

'That is impossible! In the entire realm, which race dares to boldly face the Six Supreme Clans? She must be putting on a front!'

The Pack Leader was fully confident in her conviction.

Versailles kept her back to the group of bloodsucking vampires and focused on the beast before her. Covered in soot and dried blood, the young black wolf had a lost and vacant look in its eyes that made her heart tremble.

'What has this poor thing been through?'

She wondered in empathy. No doubt, the little creature had witnessed a nightmare that would probably haunt him forever. The bloodsuckers' earlier shout of her interfering in the supreme clans' affairs had immediately enlightened her, and she understood that she had encountered a conspiracy.

What she could not understand, however, was why the supreme clans were going to such an extent to get rid of a young cub. A cub that had even manifested his shifting ability.

'Since fate brought me here, then I'll protect you this once.'

Bending with a sigh, she gently grabbed the dazed wolf and cuddled him in her arms.

”It's alright now, little one. I am here. I won't let anything happen to you.” She gently whispered in its ears, her soft and melodious voice causing the beast to turn its head towards her.

Its clouded eyes slowly cleared as it focused on her gentle smile, ethereal face, and finally looked into her violet eyes.

The instant their gazes connected, it was as if lightning flashed through the sky and the surroundings got swallowed into an endless void of darkness. Everything disappeared and in each other's eyes, they saw their own reflections.

The two visibly trembled as a thin, mystical thread, invisible to the naked eye, wound around their souls and connected their fates together, making them each other's destined soulmates for the entirety of their immortal lives.

However, this matter was unknown to the two parties.

A brief moment later, their trancelike state faded and their bodies stopped trembling. Returning to their senses, unaware of what took place in that brief moment, the two confusedly stared at each other. Even though they had only just met, a sense of familiarity that they had never felt before enveloped their senses.

”Little one, I am Versailles. Don't worry. With me here, no one, not even minions of the supreme clans, will be able to hurt you.” A serene smile spread across her face, enhancing her supernatural beauty.

The little cub, enraptured by the pure smile, unblinkingly stared at her.

”Who in the Nar are you? To be so daring as to hinder the supreme clans' affairs, you must not be an ordinary beast.”

The two's exchange hadn't taken more than a few heartbeats, as such the Pack Leader wasn't aware of how vastly their relationship had changed in that brief moment. Not wanting to ignorantly clash with the creature that didn't even fear the supreme clans, she tried to discreetly probe for her identity.

”Whether I am ordinary or not is none of your business. Now, are you going to attack or should I make the first move?” With the shift of an expression, her serene smile was replaced with a dark, evil one full of bloodlust.

Versailles knew that the bloodsuckers weren't going to let her just stroll out of the valley with the little creature in hand. Especially not after interrupting their good deed. Even if she decided to leave the beast behind and leave by herself, they would not relent.

In fact, they would walk all over her if she displayed the slightest sign of weakness, taking her for an empty shell. As such, she saw no need to waste time with useless talk.

The fiercer she fought, the more guarded they would be.

And that would be the chance for her to escape with the cub.