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Chapter 2: Uncontrollable Pull

A few moments earlier…

Darius, the infamously ruthless King of the Kingdom of Cordon, traveling with his commander, Gideon, saw the fight between the lad and the barbarians below the edge of the same cliff on their way back to their kingdom.

He frowned as his eyes followed the brave lad with a petite frame. Compared to the barbarians, he was far too small to be fighting them off all by himself. He knew something was off about the lad, but he couldn't exactly figure out what it was.

"He has been fighting them alone for quite some time. Judging by his small appearance, I don't think he will last long," Gideon commented before adding, "If he continues, he will die very soon, Your Majesty."

Darius did not respond to the comment. However, his gray, predatory eyes never seemed to leave the lad who was determined to fight till his death. He frowned at the metallic smell wafting through his nose.

Majority of the blood was spilled from the lifeless bodies of the barbarians killed by the lad. But overpowering the pungent odor of their blood was another scent which seemed to grab Darius' attention.

"The poor lad will meet his doom soon," Gideon whispered, feeling a little frustrated at their inability to make a move to save him. They were wearing military cloaks with their kingdom's emblem, meaning they couldn't afford to expose their identities and put their land and people at risk.

Earlier, Gideon had sensed a dark witch's power surrounding the area. He was sure their kingdom would become a target of the witch as soon as they got involved.

"Your Majesty, it is not wise to stay here any longer. I'm afraid the witch will notice our presence soon," Gideon reminded his King, utterly worried as the witch's dark aura grew with each passing second.

But unfortunately, there was no response from Darius. Gideon cursed inwardly, trying to think of a way to pull Darius away from the scene.

"Hah! Look at that!" Darius growled with passion. He observed the lad's quick movements, genuinely amazed at the skill being displayed. He was small but he moved like lightning. Unlike those clumsy barbarians, who only knew to attack and kill, this lad was wise, knowing how to use his small frame to his advantage.

"The lad seems to fight well, Your Majesty. He might be able to send them all to an early grave even without our help," Gideon reasoned, silently urging his King to leave the scene. "Let's leave, Your Majesty. I beg you. I can sense the dark power getting stronger, it's not safe for us to stay here any longer. Your Majesty, please… We have to move now."

But to Gideon's horror, Darius simply smirked as his eyes failed to leave the lad who was still swinging his sword with practiced precision.

"I can't simply watch and do nothing, Gideon. It would be a waste of talent to let such a good fighter die when I can save him, don't you think?" Darius retorted.

Before Gideon could complain and remind Darius about the dark witch's power dwelling around, Darius had already made his move, jumping off from his horse to help the lad.

Darius ruthlessly slashed the last barbarian into pieces before landing in front of the lad who had closed his eyes as if waiting for his demise.

"You fought well till the end, lad. But you must not wait for your doom when there's still a breath left in you," Darius grunted.

The lad slowly opened his emerald eyes and looked at Darius. His gaze carried the brightness of the stars, making Darius flinch.

He couldn't help but feel a pull towards that lad! Being this close to him, he could finally confirm that the scent which grabbed his attention earlier was definitely coming from this lad.

''This can't be!'' he muttered in disbelief, breathing in the intoxicating scent again.

He didn't have much time to think about his revelation as the lad's weak and drained body collapsed, forcing Darius to catch him in his arms.

The young lad slowly opened his eyes. He whimpered, feeling the stinging pain of his wounds littered all over his body.

Noticing the lad's distress, Darius bent towards him and whispered reassuringly into his ears, "You're still alive, and you will survive this, lad. I saved you, I won't let you die."

He silently smirked when he felt the lad sigh in relief and relax his body.

Carrying the lad in his arms, he climbed back onto his horse. However, the lad suddenly started to move, struggling to be free from his grip.

Darius tightened his arms around him and scolded, "Stop moving, or your wounds will bleed even further."

"Where are the kids and the women? Are they all safe?" the lad asked in a raspy voice, his tone laced with worry.

"They are all fine. You should worry about yourself right now," Darius answered.

As soon as the lad got his answer, he lost consciousness.

Darius stared at the unconscious lad with narrowed eyes, noticing his soft, feminine features despite his gender. He was undeniably a good-looking lad despite all the dirt and blood covering his face.

[We finally found-]

[Shut up!] Darius growled in annoyance, cutting his inner wolf Zeus from talking.

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Chapter 3: Perverted Wolf

Darius cut-off Zeus before he could utter any more nonsense. Zeus was the name of his wolf who was a part of his body and soul.

Their kind were called werewolves precisely because they were born with an inner wolf they grew up with and could communicate freely in their mind. The reason Darius and his kind were so agile and possessed supernatural strength is because of their wolf.

Darius quickly turned to Gideon and said, "I will be moving first. This fellow won't last long if his wounds are not treated immediately. Stay behind and bring the rest of the survivors directly to the castle. After that I want a thorough investigation done on this incident. It is imperative that we find out who we are dealing with!"

"Yes, your majesty," Gideon dutifully answered.

Darius sighed and took a look at his surroundings before pulling the horse's reins.

The lad's worsening condition was worrying him more than it should have. He had no intention of meddling, but when the little fellow didn't move and accepted his defeat, the wolf in him raged. As such, Darius had no choice but to interfere.

He was asking himself why he was going through such a hassle when he could have easily left after saving the little lad's life. It was highly unlike him to prioritize others over his kingdom's welfare.

After all, there were grave consequences for intruding on the dark witches' affairs. He was sure that the news of his interference must have reached the perpetrators who would have marked his kingdom as their next target.

The aura and smell from the witch seemed awfully familiar to him, and this thought kept bothering him to no end.

Then it struck him. It was a scent specific to the Kingdom of Helion; a kingdom one should avoid offending at all cost. It was a kingdom ruled by the Devil himself!

Darius cursed, concerned about the problems this incident would inevitably cause but his face softened once he saw the lad in his arms.

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When Darius reached the border of his kingdom, he immediately stopped at the nearest village to look for a Healer. He stopped at the very first inn he saw, placing the lad on a vacant bed and demanded the presence of the Healer.

He was uncharacteristically anxious about the lad's condition as he held him safely in his arms. He felt a very complex and unexplainable emotion, something that he could still not understand and accept. But his wolf Zeus who had a mind of his own was being stubborn, fighting all rational thoughts within him as it howled.

'Damn you, Zeus!' Darius cursed the wolf in his mind.

He was brought out of his conflicting thoughts when the Healer arrived and greeted him.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. I am Tarah, the healer in this village," the Healer introduced herself, lightly bowing down. Her eyes slowly moved towards the lad lying on the bed, bathed in his own blood.

"Treat his wounds immediately! I need him fit enough to travel with me all the way back to the castle without any problem," Darius instructed.

The Healer nodded with a slight bow. "Of course, Your Majesty. If you don't mind, I prefer to be alone when I treat my patient's wounds. So if you could please leave the room for a while, then it'll be helpful, Your Majesty," she politely requested, leaving Darius no other choice but to leave the room and wait outside.

The anxious King sighed numerous times, pacing impatiently outside the room. Something wasn't right with Zeus. He could still smell that robust scent from the lad…

He shook his head and whispered, "What kind of a joke is this, Zeus? Huh?"

He frowned and groaned in annoyance when Zeus refused to respond.

[Are you facing any trouble because of the scent?! Answer me!] He growled at his wolf.

The only response he got was an angry snarl from Zeus.

Darius heaved out another deep, frustrated sigh before turning to look at the door. He was struggling to decide whether or not to leave the lad behind. After all, it was what he should have done, but Zeus was being stubborn and stopping him from doing so.

He cursed again, frustrated.

Something was definitely not right but he eventually decided that for now, he would follow Zeus's wishes and keep the lad by his side. Not that he had a choice in the first place. This stubborn wolf of his would only end up creating chaos if he ever defied its wishes.

[You have to recheck your sense of smell, Zeus. I genuinely believe there's a problem.] Darius insisted, still in denial about the situation before him.

Another snarl came from Zeus, as if annoyed that he was being questioned about it again.

Soon after, the door opened with the Healer coming out hopefully bearing some good news. Darius rushed to her and immediately asked, "How's the lad?"

Tarah smiled and replied, "Doing good so far, Your Majesty. I have treated all the wounds and used some spells on the major ones so the patient is currently out of danger. But just to be safe I will need to observe the patient for a little while. I will go and get some more herbs to heal some minor injuries."

Darius nodded in response and watched the Healer leave. After waiting for a few minutes, he decided to go inside and check on the lad. Although, in actuality, it was Zeus bugging him to go and check up on the lad to confirm something.

[What a perverted wolf you are!] he taunted, making Zeus growl at him.


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