Chapitre 408: The Loud Silence of The Beast [1]

[ALANOR]

"I, Unar Stitt, king of Lycans of Udrad, reject Alanor Gideon Wynter, as my fated mate and love."

"The king is mateless, and will be choosing a mate soon."

"—anyone who brings me the heads of these people: the werewolves Nour and Delbert, the hound of the southern forest, Ulrike, the vampire of Asteta, Zelina Navali, and the high priest of Greroth, Heide!"

"Arrest the war criminal, Alanor Gideon Wynter and bind him to the king's dungeons."

In all that Unar had said, Alanor Wynter had stayed silent. He hadn't reacted to anything. He didn't smile. He didn't raise a brow. He didn't smirk, like he usually did when he saw people making stupid decisions that could get them killed. 

He didn't say anything even as his mate rejected him and his lycan clawed at him to do something. He was hurting inside and his cyan was suffocating but even then, the young WYnetr just sat there, next to his mate.