Chapter 71

I’d never been to Cumbria, let alone England. The weather was chilly. Archibald castle was built on a highland with greener grass, surrounded by a moat, like one of those featured in a popular historical drama series.

It looked surreal. I expected a Dracula’s castle with a dark and Gothic theme. This one, though, was exemplary.

“Don’t show off. Stay calm, and remember we’re his guests and want something from him, even if he throws insults.”

“Is he that terrible person, Alpha King?” I asked.

“When he’s not in his mood. By the way, his guards are humans.”

We arrived at the gate after walking ten minutes from where Zarah sent us through the portal.

“Lord Archibald is expecting us,” Alpha King said, and these are my presents. He showed two cases of his wines carried by Luka and McKaye.

“I’ll assist you to his study,” the other man, older than the blonde at the gate, said.

The thick double doors cracked open.