Chapter 105: The Black Puppy Is Actually A Black Wolf!

"So, you mean to say that you chose to belong to the werewolf? It isn't because the werewolf mated with you without giving you a choice?" The spiteful derision and scorn in his voice was as vicious as a venom as he attempted to demean her.

"Oh? Why do you think that he didn't give me a choice? Do you believe that the mating bond of the werewolves is one forced upon their mates without giving them the option to choose?"

It was true. The werewolves bond-mate was one that gave their soul mates the opportunity to accept or reject their soul bond.

It provided the soul-mates with an unconscious free will to either keep or sever the bond.

However, not many in the realm knew about this fact.

Because the Nar realm was a brutal land where only the strongest survived, many of the mates that bonded with the werewolves were more than exhilarated to be exonerated from such a competition.

So , why would they choose to sever the bond that would allow them to soar out of the flames of adversity with a single leap?

As such, not even the vampire was aware of this fact. Because it was a subconscious choice that only the involved individuals could unconsciously perceive.

"What...what do you mean?" He  dubiously snarled.

"Nothing that concerns you. In conclusion, you just need to know that my bond with the werewolf isn't one of coercion but one of personal choice."

"No, no...if you can choose to stay or leave the wolf, than you should immediately sever the bond! Do it right now, then we will finally be together!"

"Supreme Elder, you are deranged. I can't wait to rip your flesh apart and drink your blood. What makes you think that I will want to be with you?" Sneering disdainfully, Versailles' ruthlessly spat the cold words, dampening the bear's spirits

"But why? Why do you hate me so much? Only because I tried to force you to stay behind? You must understand! I only did that because I couldn't allow the dog to snatch you from me."

"Again, I belong to myself. So, when was I ever yours to be snatched away?" She was exasperated.

It seemed as if reasoning couldn't get through to the vampire. No matter how many times she reiterated, he couldn't seem to understand the simple logic that she was never his to begin with.

Conversing with such a creature was only a waste of time.

And besides, after what happened in her previous life, the simple act of talking to him drained her energy. She was barely able to keep her resentment in check.

Now wasn't the time to confront the beast.

"Grrrrrr!"

At this moment, a ferocious growl resounded from her chest.

"Hmm?" Confused, she looked down only to be amazed.

In her arms, she discovered that the cute, black puppy she so tenderly held, was going through a shocking transformation.

His soft fur bristled with anger as a powerful energy buzzed around its tiny frame. 

Slowly, his dark eyes turned ruthlessly cold, as sharp claws extended from his tiny paws and razor fangs grew in his mouth.

"This...this..." Versailles was stunned silly.

This was no longer the cute and harmless puppy she cuddled. This was a ferocious beast out for blood.

The beastly puppy jumped out of her arms and landed with a resounding crash that exploded the misty ground.

Boom!

A heavy black smoke blew up, shrouding his figure and popping sounds rang out.

Crack!

From outside the dark smoke, Versailles, who watched the unbelievable sight before her with a dumbfounded expression, heard the unnatural pops and cracks that resembled the sound of shattering bones.

"Little Amose?" She suddenly felt anxious and worried for the beast.

Although she couldn't clearly understand what was happening, she had a vague idea that he was going through some sort of changing process.

Only the ominous sounds coming out of the black smoke sounded painful to her ears.

"Amose!" Stepping forward, she was trying to enter the smoke to find the beast, when a mighty force pushed her back.

An oppressive pressure pressed on her soul and she unconsciously staggered back, the magnificent weight feeling like a heavy mountain sitting on her chest.

Such an overwhelming pressure was something that she had never experienced in any one of her lives.

"What is he?" She held her chest in wonder.

Because now, she was current that he wasn't an ordinary immortal beast.

Just as she was pondering over the black puppy's true identity, the black smoke cloaking his figure dispersed. 

The instant the smoke scattered, a giant black wolf entered her vision.

"Huh?" Her heart thumped. 

A black wolf? The puppy was a black wolf?

Across from Versailles, Luke was similarly staring dazedly at the giant wolf standing before him. Unlike Versailles, however, he was immediately alarmed and got into a battle stance.

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Because from the creature's dark black eyes, he saw unconcealable rage and hostility aimed directly towards him. 

He had no doubt that the creature desired his blood.

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"What? That little beast is actually a black wolf?"

Rona Mai shrieked in disbelief. 

She felt her surroundings blurring as her unflinching gaze fixed firmly on the giant black wolf.

She sensed the creatures surrounding her glancing in the werewolves camp. She felt the unspoken speculation forming in all their minds.

But she stubbornly refused to acknowledge their thoughts and ignored the ominous feeling brewing in her heart.

Because she knew.

Once she did, her plans were destined for failure.

'No! No! No! It cannot be him! Must not be him!'

She madly roared in her mind, her fierce eyes emitting a malicious, malevolent light.

"The little creature she picked up is actually a black wolf?"

The Devil King did not whether to scream bloody Nar or shout damned Nar. This serpentine's ability was already soul shuddering, but now, her luck seemed to be even more astounding.

If this kept up, would he even have the ability to talk to her on equal footing?

"Is this truly only gain, or something else?" His eyes narrowed suspiciously as he glared at the two on the Viewing Platform.

He didn't believe in nonsensical words like coincidence. And even less believed in good luck. As such, he refused to accept that the serpentine had luckily picked up a tiny beast that turned out to be a ferocious wolf.

And the fact that the black beast just happened to be a black wolf only served to enforce his conviction.

"The Nar, that was a black wolf!"

"It seems to be. But how is this possible?"

The serpentines were as equally stumped as the Demon Queen and Devil King. However, unlike the unwilling two, they were more relieved.

No matter how such a situation came about, they did not care. Their only concern was Versailles' safety. Now that her own creature had taken on a battle form, they were more than reassured.

"Versailles should be okay now, right?" Queen Nakee whispered in uncertainty.

The spectating lesser races were just as stunned as the clans.

"The Nar! Is it only be that is surprised and suspicious that the tiny creature is a black wolf?" A succubus whispered to an iirifey beside her.

"No, you're not. I am just as surprised and suspicious as you. And from the strange expressions on the faces of the races around us, I am certain that we're not alone in this."

"This...this is truly..." She was rendered speechless.

Even words failed to describe the depth of her shock.

"This is huge." In the end, she was forced to make due with those three words.

In the entire region, the only race that remained unaffected by the sudden turn of events were the Werewolf clan. Calm and unperturbed, they kept their gaze fixed on the Viewing Platform.

Amidst the unexpected revelation, the beasts subconsciously ignored the words exchanged between Versailles and the Supreme Elder.

They unconsciously shelved aside the idea of the Supreme Elder being in cahoots with the Dark Lord.

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"This is the tiny beast that you picked up? It seems to have deceived." Luke smirked as he kept his gaze on the creature.

"Look, it isn't even tiny anymore, is it? All this while, you had been carrying it in your arms like a precious existence. But in its eyes, you were probably nothing more than a clown, wouldn't you say?"

He wanted to break her. 

Break her until she saw nothing but betrayal, felt nothing but betrayal.

Only then would he be able to influence her mind to make her come willingly to his side. By then, he could use his thousand dark army to entangle and entrap the creature long enough to whisk her away.

The black wolf turned his head to the female behind him, gazing deeply into her stunned eyes.

From her expression, there was only confusion and amazement, not a trace of pain to be found anywhere.

Without a doubt, Luke's instigating words had failed to hit their mark.

Tenderness flashed in the black wolf's eyes as he simply gazed at her.

"You...you...are you who I think you are....?"

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