Chapter 106: Ramose!

Luke's patience was wearing thin, frustration and pain twisting his heart in an agonizing coil. Even after saying so much, the girl did not react.

'Does she not care about the beast or am I doing something wrong?'

No matter what he did or said, it had no affect on her. In such a situation, how was he going to achieve his goal? Was using force the only way?

"By the way, your mate must have seen the danger you are in by now. So, why isn't he here yet? Or does he not care about you?" He really didn't want to use force on her, so in the end, he decided to make one final attempt.

The absence of her mate when she needed him most will at least hit a nerve, right?

Luke, who desperately wanted to take Versailles away clenched his fists, the foil of every single one of his plans making him feel a strong sense of powerlessness and defeat.

Versailles stared at the black wolf with trembling eyes. She was oblivious to everything around and even forgot about the dark shadows lingering behind her.

At this moment, all she wanted to do was rush towards the wolf and confirm her doubt.

The little puppy had been with her since the beginning of the Battle of Wars. It accompanied her since she encountered the second batch of beasts, patiently listening, silently providing companionship, and avidly supporting.

Within this time frame, he became closer than a kin to her.

And if this beast that was closer than a kin turned out to be a black wolf, would the black wolf turn out to be the one she knew?

The thought was both exhilarating and stunning, too hard to believe.

As such, even after a long period of staring at him, she was unable to go near the creature to confirm her speculations.

In the end, seeing her only staring and not moving, the beast took the initiative to approach her and stopped in front of her. Gingerly, he leaned forward and gently rubbed his large head against her forehead.

"Not going to ask anything?"

The second Versailles heard the familiar deep voice, her body shuddered. 

It wasn't just her wishful thinking.

It was really him.

"Ra...Ramose!?"

"Hmm."

How in the realm did he manage to change himself into a puppy?

On the other side, Luke was in a turmoil when he heard the way Versailles addressed the creature. Things were developing in a direction out of his expectations.

The last thing he wanted at the moment was the presence of the beast.

"Ramose? Ramose!? Ha! With the pressure of the dark armies, it's okay if you're feeling unsettled. But you can't be so affected by the situation as to hallucinate about your mate showing up to rescue you, right?" He said disgustedly.

But there was no response to his snide remark.

Instead, the last strand of hope he doggedly clung to got shattered with what he saw.

Versailles gaped at the giant wolf. Without any suspense, the beast drew back and changed into his human form.

"Are you just going to stare? Won't you give me a hug?"

Now in his human form, Ramose looked at her with an amused expression. His black hair and dark eyes, combined with his masculine aura made her heart pound.

To distract herself from the strange feeling, she turned her gaze and confusedly asked the question swirling in her mind.

"You! What are you doing here?" 

"Of course, it's to keep you company." He replied casually as his gaze followed her every movement.

"Can you hug me now?"

"Keep me company? You're saying you entered the battlegrounds to keep me company? Am I that easy to fool?" She ignored his question and asked with narrowed eyes.

"Why would I need to fool you? I just didn't want to be separated from my mate after meeting her again. Is that wrong?"

"No, but...how can it be so simple?" She felt stumped.

Was his reason for entering the battlegrounds really that simple? He only wanted to stay by her side?

As she thought of the days they spent together, she realized that he hadn't done anything other than remain glued to her side.

Maybe, she was the one overthinking things.

Ramose watched the girl's eyes flicker with complicated emotions, no doubt, debating on the truth of his words.

His eyes filled with tenderness as he silently admired her.

Of course, the reason he entered the battlegrounds wasn't as simple as he made it out to be.

After entering the Ancestral Chamber, his encounter with the Ancestral Wolf remnant spirit yielded great results. He gained an ancient manual containing inaccessible and valuable knowledge.

Through the use of the manual, he was able to shift his size and change his appearance, entering the battlegrounds without any obstruction. 

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Since he couldn't stop her from participating in the challenge, he could at least guard her and protect her from the side. 

He couldn't shake off the restlessness of his heart, but he could at least make sure that nothing happened to her within his presence.

Although the process was grilling, through this unorthodox method, he was able to realize his goal. He stayed by her side for the entire duration of the Battle of Wars and silently guarded her.

But this wasn't something that she needed to know. As long as she was safe and well, it was more than enough.

"So, you're really not going to hug me?" He dejectedly continued.

"Hmm?"  The lost and innocent look in her eyes tickled his heart.

No longer able to hold himself back, he moved closer and leaned down, whispering softly in her ear.

"For the past few days, didn't you tightly hold me to your chest? Now you can't even hug me?" He drew back and expectantly stared at her with shinning eyes, still waiting for the hug.

"You!"

"What? It's only a hug, isn't it? You even kissed me before. But since you're my mate, I guess that could be excused."

Versailles blanked, struck dumb by the man's words.

She remembered the numerous times she held the puppy to her chest and recalled the instant she kissed him on the forehead. Immediately, her face heated and she lowered her head.

The embarrassment she felt was enough for her to want to dig a hole to hide in.

"Get lost! I am not talking to you!" Fuming, she pushed on his chest to distance herself. But he took advantage of the chance and pulled her closer instead, securing his arms tightly around her waist.

"Hold still. Let me hold you for a bit." His warm breath tickled her as his gentle voice drifted into her ear. The sudden warmth of his embrace tugged on her heartstrings, calmly her racing heart.

He went so far just to accompany, a little hug wasn't a big deal. Relaxing her guard, she obediently laid her head on his chest.

His masculine scent permeated her senses, releasing the tension in her body, as she closed her eyes in contentment.

*

The races were thrown in confusion, gasping in astonishment and disbelief at they repeatedly exchanged glances between the figure in the Viewing Platform and the black wounded wolf in the Werewolf camp.

"What!? The little creature was the Werewolf King?"

"The Werewolf King entered the battlegrounds from the beginning!"

"If that is the Werewolf King, than who is that black wolf?"

"A deception, of course!"

"Haha...I was just saying. The Wolf King's mate is in trouble and he isn't reacting, allowing the Supreme Elder to rush to her rescue instead. With his tender feelings for the serpentine, how could he not even react? Turns out, he was already in the battlegrounds! Haha..."

"The moment I saw that little creature turn into a wolf, I knew that had to be the Werewolf King!"

"Is that hard to figure out? I knew something was up with that little creature the moment it appeared. In such a dangerous battleground, why would a beast like that pop out of thin air? So I Knew it had to be the Werewolf King himself!"

Beasts spoke over one another, claiming to be the first to suspect the beast's identity.

"How can this happen? How?"

The Demon Queen staggered back, her face pale as she looked at the figure on the Viewing Platform.

What she feared most and vehemently denied had taken place.

The black wolf was really the Werewolf King.

Now, even with the presence of the Supreme Elder, it would be near impossible to do anything to the serpentine.

Her eyes took on a vacant look as she dazedly stared, feeling her dream of ruling the realm drifting from her.

"No wonder the Werewolves didn't react to the serpentine's predicament. The Werewolf King himself was accompanying her." The Eagle King's eyes flashed with admiration.

Before the Wolf King's dedication and devotion towards mate, he couldn't help but sigh in envy and secretly wonder. If he also had a mate, then would he be as devoted and dedicated to her as the wolf was to his mate?

"Hmph! I knew the matter was too good to be a coincidence. The serpentine doesn't possess heaven defying luck. She just got herself a good mate." The Devil King snorted in resentment and contempt.

He was indignant.

Because of the Werewolf King's farce, he was almost deceived into believing nonsensical things like luck and fate. If the wolf didn't transform when he did, he might have truly been influenced by the event.

"So the black wolf was actually the Werewolf King. It's Versailles's good fortune that king of a clan was willing to lower himself into the status of a little beast to accompany her." For the first time since learning about the two's mate bond, a trace of jealousy flashed through the Snake Queen's heart.

It was hidden to no beast how deeply the Wolf King treasured Versailles. For her, he came to the Floating Flames Island, a feat never done before in the history of the realm. And for her, he changed into a powerless creature.

Such devotion and dedication, which female beast did not desire?

'Will my mate treasure me as deeply as the Werewolf King treasures' Versailles?'

The thought appeared abruptly in her mind, filling her heart with great expectations and hope for the future.

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