Chapter 185
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Third Person’s POV
“Lycan Erasmus, the Bloodscar Border incident remains a stain on our kingdom. Though it’s been covered up, the Western Tribe wolves are unwilling to speak of it. Yet the son of the Western Tribe Lycan King is indeed gone,” Cyrus paused, then continued, “Now, the Western Tribe Lycan King’s position is up for grabs. In such contests, anything goes. I fear some Western Tribe princes might expose this to rally public support. Should we prepare a response?”
Lycan Erasmus pondered for a moment. “This matter is like a sword hanging over our heads. We know little of the Western Tribe’s situation and cannot control the outcome. As for our response, haven’t we already planned it?”
“We’ve left Velda untouched for now, sparing her life as if the royal family is unaware. Should the truth come out, we’ll hand Velda over to the Western Tribe, letting them deal with her. It’s the least we can do.”
Otherwise, why keep Velda alive?
He’d wished to dissect her a thousand times over.
As Lycan King, he couldn’t always act on his desires.
At this thought, he felt a surge of irritation.
The rich white musk in the conference room swirled, kicking up dust from the floor.
Cyrus thought for a while and admitted, “True, there’s no better solution. After all, Solanke has already taken revenge. At the Southern Border battlefield, among the werewolf warriors led by Velda, some were involved in the Bloodscar Border village massacre and the torture of the Western Tribe Lycan King’s son.”
“As for those who returned alive, their glands were removed. If Solanke’s revenge stops here, things would be manageable.”
“But what if Solanke loses control and exposes the Snowdeer Town incident? Then we’ll have no choice but to send Velda over,” Lycan Erasmus recalled his past decision to allow Ulrik and Velda to be mated.
He said indignantly, “Ulrik now commands the Capital Werewolf Guard. We can use him. Our investigations show he was unaware of the Snowdeer Town incident. He made a poor choice in mating with Velda. Let him serve in the guard for a few more years.”
“If he can endure it, I’ll transfer him back to the royal army later. If not for the current scarcity of talented young werewolf generals, I would have dismissed him long ago.”
“Lycan Erasmus, you truly think far ahead,” Cyrus remarked, also feeling regretful.
“If Ulrik hadn’t sought to mate with Velda through merits and instead stayed with Adelaide, his future would have been boundless. At least Alpha Bentley’s former subordinates would have followed him. The current outcome is his own doing, and he has no one to blame but himself.”
“True, but I authorized his mating bond with Velda. I recall he requested a bond without a mark–it wasn’t
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a true Luna. I’ve heard the former Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack is restless , oscillating between resentment towards Adelaide and wanting to reconcile.”
“I fear Ulrik harbors similar thoughts. Since Velda isn’t a true Luna, the Bloodmoon Pack still needs a competent Luna. I still see potential in Ulrik. I don’t want these matters to ruin my efforts,” Lycan Erasmus explained.
Cyrus couldn’t help but ask, “Lycan Erasmus, though young werewolf generals are in short supply, Ulrik isn’t the only option. Why are you set on cultivating him?”
“Ulrik’s mistake lies in his callousness. Apart from his private morals, he’s only achieved merits on the battlefield. I seek capable werewolf generals. If he learns from his mistakes and hones his skills, he’ll have his day; and I’ll gain a valuable general,” Lycan Erasmus replied.
Cyrus knew Lycan Erasmus’s desperation, for young generals was keeping him sleepless.
He understood the reason–fear that Alpha Lance, with his power, might grow ambitious, damaging brotherly ties and the kingdom’s peace.
He didn’t dare suggest Lycan Erasmus was overthinking it.
Some beliefs, once firmly held, only grow stronger with others‘ words.
Especially as the head of the Royal Elder Council, he couldn’t speak a word more for Alpha Lance.
Finally, Lycan Erasmus said, “Have your mate find a she–wolf who can control Ulrik and manage the Bloodmoon Pack to be his mate.”
Cyrus’s mate accepted the task, but he felt a complex mix of emotions.
He recalled Ulrik and Velda’s former glory and the high hopes the royal family and commoners alike had for them.
The public once celebrated their love, sympathizing with Velda, a decorated female Gamma who became Ulrik’s lover.
The victory at the Bloodscar Border had sent everyone into a euphoric frenzy, clouding their judgment.
After the celebrations faded, people gradually realized the ugly truths behind the glamorous stories.
They discovered that Ulrik’s original Luna was far more exceptional than Velda.
They began to remember the Davidsons‘ contributions to the kingdom and their tragic ordeal.
Yet Miss Davidson never received fair treatment in public discourse. Instead, she was constantly surrounded by rumors and gossip.
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