Chapter 132: The Incident 18 Years Ago Part 3

"Hehe...we can't have fun with the weretiger, but we still have her little cub." The female vampire sneered.

"Huh? You plan to do that with her cub?" A vampire with a scar on his forehead asked perplexedly.

"Shut up! I meant to say, we can vent our rage on her cub!"

"Oh, haha..."

"Now, enough with the dilly-dallying. The other members of the alliance must be waiting for our good news. Even though we don't have the Werewolf King and his mate's severed heads, we at least know for certain that they are dead. As for their cub, we will take him to make up for our mistake. Poaula, go and grab him!" The female vampire ordered.

"Yes, Pack Leader!" A thin vampire stepped out and dashed at the motionless black cub.

The young black cub did not move and only stared expressionlessly at the charging vampire. It's vacant eyes were deep and empty at the same time, making one wonder if it was shocked silly or lost the desire to live.

The other vampires gazed vehemently at the addressed vampire, envy and jealousy brimming viciously in the depths of their blue eyes.

Ecstatic and exhilarated to be the one getting the honor of capturing the Werewolf King's cub, the vampire's eyes gleamed with mad delight as he roared in laughter and stretched out his hands.

Right at this moment, a red light flashed before the vampire's eyes and an unimaginable force slammed into his chest, sending him sailing through the air before violently slumping into the valley walls. 

"Cough!"

He puked a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The sudden change caught the spectating vampires off guard. For a brief moment, the valley fell in silence as they incomprehensibly blinked their eyes, wondering what happened. It wasn't until their unconscious companion's body fell to the ground that they returned to their senses.

Red-faced with anger, the female vampire, the Pack Leader, roared in rage at the red shadow in front of the wolf cub.

"Who dares to intervene in the Supreme Clans affairs!?"

"I dare. What can you do about it?" A nonchalant, feminine voice replied, causing her to furrow her brows in confusion.

She purposely shouted out the Supreme Clans affairs to scare away any ignorant beast that dared to venture where they weren't supposed to. However, from the laid-back attitude and careless tone of this intruder, she could sense no astonishment or fear.

It was almost as if they didn't put the Six Supreme Clans in their eyes.

'That is impossible! In the entire realm, which race dares to boldly face the Six Supreme Clans? She must be putting on a front!' 

The Pack Leader was fully confident in her conviction.

Versailles kept her back to the group of bloodsucking vampires and focused on the beast before her. Covered in soot and dried blood, the young black wolf had a lost and vacant look in its eyes that made her heart tremble.

'What has this poor thing been through?'

She wondered in empathy. No doubt, the little creature had witnessed a nightmare that would probably haunt him forever. The bloodsuckers' earlier shout of her interfering in the supreme clans' affairs had immediately enlightened her, and she understood that she had encountered a conspiracy. 

What she could not understand, however, was why the supreme clans were going to such an extent to get rid of a young cub. A cub that had even manifested his shifting ability.

'Since fate brought me here, then I'll protect you this once.'

Bending with a sigh, she gently grabbed the dazed wolf and cuddled him in her arms.

"It's alright now, little one. I am here. I won't let anything happen to you." She gently whispered in its ears, her soft and melodious voice causing the beast to turn its head towards her.

Its clouded eyes slowly cleared as it focused on her gentle smile, ethereal face, and finally looked into her violet eyes.

The instant their gazes connected, it was as if lightning flashed through the sky and the surroundings got swallowed into an endless void of darkness. Everything disappeared and in each other's eyes, they saw their own reflections.

The two visibly trembled as a thin, mystical thread, invisible to the naked eye, wound around their souls and connected their fates together, making them each other's destined soulmates for the entirety of their immortal lives.

However, this matter was unknown to the two parties. 

A brief moment later, their trancelike state faded and their bodies stopped trembling. Returning to their senses, unaware of what took place in that brief moment, the two confusedly stared at each other. Even though they had only just met, a sense of familiarity that they had never felt before enveloped their senses.

"Little one, I am Versailles. Don't worry. With me here, no one, not even minions of the supreme clans, will be able to hurt you." A serene smile spread across her face, enhancing her supernatural beauty.

The little cub, enraptured by the pure smile, unblinkingly stared at her.

"Who in the Nar are you? To be so daring as to hinder the supreme clans' affairs, you must not be an ordinary beast."

The two's exchange hadn't taken more than a few heartbeats, as such the Pack Leader wasn't aware of how vastly their relationship had changed in that brief moment. Not wanting to ignorantly clash with the creature that didn't even fear the supreme clans, she tried to discreetly probe for her identity. 

"Whether I am ordinary or not is none of your business. Now, are you going to attack or should I make the first move?" With the shift of an expression, her serene smile was replaced with a dark, evil one full of bloodlust.

Versailles knew that the bloodsuckers weren't going to let her just stroll out of the valley with the little creature in hand. Especially not after interrupting their good deed. Even if she decided to leave the beast behind and leave by herself, they would not relent.

In fact, they would walk all over her if she displayed the slightest sign of weakness, taking her for an empty shell. As such, she saw no need to waste time with useless talk.

The fiercer she fought, the more guarded they would be.

And that would be the chance for her to escape with the cub.

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"Little one, hold on tight. I'm going to take you for a ride!" Shifting the cub to her shoulder, Versailles stomped her feet and charged into the horde of vampires with a resounding hiss.

"Hmph! How gutsy! Just you alone plan to take us all on?"

"Our Pack Leader gave you a chance, but you refused to take it. Now be prepared to face death!"

"Kill her! I want to see how a puny creature can overcome an obstacle that even the Werewolf King fell prey to!"

With their Pack Leader personally giving the command to attack, the vampires no longer hesitated and dashed towards the charging beasts. Just at the moment when the two charging forces were about to collide, Versailles shifted form.

Her serpentine red tail forcefully lashed out, sending the horde of charging bloodsuckers flying into the air. Their fierce expressions abruptly morphed into shock and before they could regain their wits, they exploded into a mass of flesh and blood.

The blood and gore rained down on the charging vampires that were right behind the first wave, freezing them mid-step in disbelief.

"She's a serpentine!"

"Serpentine? From the Snake Clan? Why is someone from the Snake Clan protecting the kin of the Werewolf King? What is their relationship?"

"Serpentine, you are from the Snake Clan, right? You might not be aware, but the Six Supreme Clans have joined hands to exterminate the Werewolf Clan from the Nar realm. If you can't assist us, as a member of one of the Six Supreme Clans, you shouldn't hinder us." The Pack Leader coldly advised from her position, her vicious blue eyes promising death if she didn't step aside.

Versailles stood amidst the shower of the vampires' blood and gore, her ferocious expression appearing more ominous as the crimson blood slid across her fair skin. The little cub tightened its hold on her shoulder as it heard the vampire's words.

Sensing its unease, Versailles raised her blood-soaked hand and gently patted him on the head.

"Little one, don't be afraid. I will not hand you over to them. As long as there's fire in my soul and venom in my blood, I promise to protect you to the very end. I won't let them lay a single claw on your shiny fur. Trust me."

Her melodious voice entered his ears and seeped into the depths of his heart. Reassured, the young cub relaxed and gazed at her side profile, its black pupils shimmering with a radiance that could rival the flames of the blazing realm. At this moment, all the sorrow and despair in the creature's eyes were wiped clean.

In its place was pure and unadulterated adoration.

In its eyes, the female before him was the light that appeared in the moment of his greatest despair. The light that pulled him out of the endless void of darkness and warmed his frozen heart. The light that brought him back to life and gave him hope for a better future.

He no longer felt weak and powerless, useless and worthless.

With her by his side, he no longer felt alone, lost, cold, and empty.

Because she was his light, the shining beacon of his life.

Moving closer, it snuggled its nose into the crook of her neck and closed its eyes in contentment.

Versailles felt the cub relax and sighed in relief. She didn't know why, but his sudden uneasiness made her feel uncomfortable. After 20 ice nights of continued race, she went through a fierce battle with a horde of Golmues and directly clashed with a horde of vampires without a pause for a break.

To keep them on their toes and fearful of getting too close, she had used the venom she hid in her snake scales for emergencies to massacre a group of the vampires.

Although she was exhausted and felt on the verge of collapse, she did not allow herself to relax.

Because she had a promise to keep.

'The faster I break out of their encirclement, the better. Any later and they will find out my current condition.'

Knowing that she needed to strike, and strike fiercely while she still had the upper hand, Versailles whipped her tail and straightened to her full serpentine form, towering three heads over the vampires. She widened her mouth and spat out a sea of red flames.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Dodge! She is a fire attribute serpentine!"

"She is fire attributed? Da** it! They are the most troublesome!"

"Spread out! Spread out! She can only focus in one direction at a time. Make sure to keep a distance from her!"

"Yes, what can she do to us if her flames don't reach us? Spread out and keep your distance!"

The vampires immediately leaped back and fanned out. Although they still encircled her, there was now a distinct distance placed between them and Versailles and them and their companions.

'Heh, exactly the chance I have been scheming for!"

Seeing a gap in their formation, Versailles charged forward, all the while swatting at the nearby bloodsuckers and spewing flames. The vampires, keeping their companions' words in mind, drew back or flew in a different direction whenever she neared, avoiding a head-on clash with her flames. 

This dance of 'evade and chase' continued for thirty breaths of time, rising flame and smoke in the destroyed Flaming Valleys. Many vampires that were too slow to dodge or were caught off guard, laid shrieking in the rubble as they cried out in pain.

As she went after another fleeing vampire, a searing pain flashed through Versailles's side. Looking down, she saw that a vampire with a flame sword had slashed her, leaving a gruesome wound on her tail.

'Not good! My speed is dropping.'

Anxiety gripped her heart as she anxiously scanned her surroundings. The vampires were still spread out and kept at a distance. The only problem was that they remained hot on her tail.

No matter which direction she took, they doggedly followed right behind her. At this rate, she and the cub wouldn't last for more than thirty more breathes before they caught onto her deteriorating strength.

For the first time in her 18 years of life, Versailles sensed the threat of death.

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