Noel stared at the king without blinking. He had been asking himself the same question ever since he started feeling suspicious toward the king. What if... the king was truly a lycan? Would he keep swearing his loyalty to the crown or... what would he do?
The previous crown was the one who assembled the Royal Lycan Hunter. Those members of the team were chosen from knights and military officers who were talented and had the same views as the late King William Hannenbergh. Many of them had a personal hatred for the werewolf race.
Noel for example. His younger brother was slain by lycans during a mission. He was all he had in the world and since his death, Noel made it his life mission to kill as many lycans as possible. He volunteered to become a member of the team.
Ahh... sweetness.