Chapter 285: Visiting the Marshland (1)

The Rogue King was not hard to seek, but it was hard to get his attention. That was what the centaur chief outside the city told him when he first came here. However, Cyrus didn't know that he would luck out when he ran into one of the nephews of the Rogue King. With that anti-detection brooch on his chest, Cyrus believed that Dylan was not lying. After all, no one could lie to an Alpha.

It suddenly felt like all the fatigue and hardships he had gone through were now worth it. However, he was only halfway through this uphill battle. He still needed to persuade the Rogue King.

"I would like to meet him. Can you help me with that as well?" Cyrus asked slowly as if gauging the mood of the young werewolf. However, even if he wanted to focus solely on Dylan's reaction, he was tempted too much by the taste of fish and the scarce meat. His eyes would fall to the food almost every time he looked up to meet Dylan's gaze.