Chapter 20. The Royal Blood: Seeking the Past

“Your Majesty, the competition will start today.” Arlan seriously informed King Hades as he gave the list of the packs, the Were Council, Prince Raven, and his other subordinates and other information of the said competition.

He was done letting his raging emotions at the Southern Side where hundreds of rogue bodies were already rotting in hell. He is now calmer and more composed.

He wouldn’t join the screening process, for he didn’t want to waste his time on such rubbish things — well, he planned to attend… more important… things other than these.

He could imagine his wolf being disappointed at him as he felt it become restless and wanted to see and sniff more metallic blood — again.

He wanted to sigh in frustration for he was covered with so much blood a few days ago, but he wouldn’t do that, not in front of his second-in-command, who was still blindly trying to put himself in his plans.

Arlan watched him as he boringly flipped the pages of the paper.