Chapter 174: The Promise She Made

"Awooo!"

"He's here?"

Kulimo's ears pricked and he instantly shifted forms and raced out of the little enclosed hideout. Pits and flame holes littered the ground of the valley, but Kulimo leaped over them with ease and arrived before a cracked cave.

He gave his surroundings a brief glance, moved to the side of the cave, and squeezed under an inconspicuous hole.

Beeezzzz!

The light inside the cave was dim, brightened by a few flares and sparks shooting from the cracks on the floor. Flame Bees buzzed around Kulimo's large frame as he located their meeting spot by memory.

After a few twists and turns, he wedged beneath another hole and arrived before a wide clearing.

"You're here." From the shadows of the cave, a cold voice resounded in greeting.

"Elder Saros, it's been a while." Kulimo released his aura and languidly walked to the center of the clearing and dignifiedly sat on his haunches. 

"What, if I may ask, made you seek me with such urgency? Last I remember, we made a plan to meet at next decade's Battle of Wars."

"Yes, well, plans are bound to change." From the shadows emerged a grey wolf that transformed into Elder Saros of the Ruling Wolf Pack.

"Alpha Kulimo, I've found the chance for us to attack."

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Versailles hummed a soft tone while she gently stroked Ramose's hair.

The Werewolf King was already feeling drowsy. When her soft tone entered his ears, he naturally sunk into a blissful dream.

Versailles kissed his forehead and gently disengaged herself from him. She got off the bed and sat in front of the ice mirror.

It's been a while since she'd made an oath to the beasts of the Nar realm. All this time, it was the werewolves that were scouting for habitable environments and foraging for food sources.

Being homeless was a wretched feeling. Being homeless and wandering the savage Nar realm on an empty stomach was an even worse feeling.

She had made a promise to the beasts because she didn't wish such torment on any beast. Not when she had experienced it herself.

Versailles closed her eyes and summoned her flame. She twirled her fingers and scrolled a flame message. Then created a flame bird.

The bird instantly engulfed the message and flew around her head.

"Go to the Ancient Fortress in the Poison Fields and seek Chief Mein. Aside from him, no one else should come into your hands."

Tweeet! Tweeet!

The bird flew around her one more time before flying out the window and disappearing into thin air.

Glad to get that out of the way, Versailles entered the washroom and had a quick bath.

When she came out, she found her mate sitting on the edge of the bed with a dazed look. 

"Ramose, are you okay?" 

The wolf turned and held out a hand to her.

Versailles blinked and walked over. She placed her hand in his and, he pulled her into his lap and embraced her from the back.

"Light, I had a dream." Ramose lay his chin on her shoulder.

"Dream?" That was new. Versailles shifted in his arms and looked at him in confusion.

"What did you dream of?"

"I...don't know."

"Huh?" Black lines formed on the serpentine's forehead and felt an urge to kick him.

What the Nar was Ramose playing at?

"Light...I don't know remember what I saw. I just know I felt very, very happy and content. Whatever dream I saw, it was beautiful..." Ramose sighed absentmindedly.

He didn't know how to explain what he saw. There wasn't any image or picture of anything. There was only a bright light that seemed to engulf him and his mate.

And from the light, he perceived a close bond. Warm, tender, and endearing, one like nothing he'd ever felt.

The lost expression on Ramose's face made Versailles's heart thump in her chest. 

"Ramose, it's fine if you don't remember. Anyway, can your dream be more beautiful than me?" She proudly raised her chin and pointed at herself.

Ramose froze for an instant, then burst out laughing.

"Haha...no dream is more beautiful than you, Light. Because my mate is the most beautiful dream." Ramose felt his heart swell with love. He cuddled his mate and lovingly rubbed his forehead against hers.

His mate's simple remarks, lovely expressions, and proud front always pulled on his heartstrings.

Versailles responded in kind and rubbed her nose against his. 

Ramose trailed his fingers over her belly, forcing a peel of melodious laughter.

"Haha...Ramose, it's ticklish! Stop...haha."

"You're even more beautiful when you laugh."

Rubbing and tickling each other, the two fell back on the bed in joyous laughter.

At this moment, the strained voice of a female beast sounded from the door and interrupted their playful moment.

"Werewolf King, Beta Olsen is here to see you."

Ramose frowned with displeasure. It was rare for him to enjoy the company of his mate without the interference of his throbbing desires. But this beautiful moment was ruined by a brainless slave!

"Tell him to get lost!" He growled.

"Ramose, go. Olsen might be here to see you for an important matter." Versailles placed her fingers on his forehead and gently rubbed. The creases instantly faded as the Werewolf King relaxed under the comfort of her gentle massage.

"But Light, I don't feel like leaving you at all..." He really didn't want to leave her. His heart only felt peaceful with her in his arms.

"Be good and go see him. I'll wait for you."

"You'll wait for me? Then, I'll be back very soon." Ramose kissed her forehead and sat up.

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He fixed his robe and hastily strode out of the room. 

His mate was waiting for him, so he had to go and return as quickly as possible.

The female slave's eyes flashed with heat as she watched the Wolf King leave.

It's been quite a while since the Serpentine Queen's arrival. Why isn't the Werewolf King seeking out bedmates? As an alpha, he should have a harder time suppressing his heat than the other wolves...

The red-skinned beast was so focused on the Werewolf King's back that she didn't sense the presence of the Serpentine Queen standing over.

"So, have you seen enough?"

"Ah! Ser...Serpentine Queen..." The beast lowered her head and internally cursed at the serpentine for startling her.

"Serpentine Queen, what can I do for you?"

Versailles crossed her arms and scanned the beast from head to toe. She walked around her and checked her back before facing her and nodding in approval.

"Even though you don't have good looks, your bosoms and behind are big enough to tempt any beast. Is that why you're so scantily dressed? To tempt a beast?" She coldly sneered.

"N...no, you're misunderstanding, serpentine." A dark light flashed through the beast's eyes and she clenched her fists even tighter. 

Da** serpentine! What is she acting domineering for? Even if I came to tempt the Werewolf King, what is it to her? Sooner or later there'll be more beasts serving him. I was only trying to be one of the first ones.

Although the beast thought as such, she didn't dare to breathe a word. By now, everyone in the Underworld Palace knew how much the Wolf King treasured the Serpentine Queen.

"I'm misunderstanding? Alright, then let's consider it as me misunderstanding. And due to this misunderstanding of mine, from today on, I'm banning you from appearing anywhere near the Purple-Radiance Palace. Even after my dismissal, If I see within these halls again, then you'll never see the next warm morning. Now, get lost!"

The female beast froze still as a statue.

Dismissed? If she got dismissed, then how would she find an opportunity to mate with the Werewolf King? And if she never mated with the Werewolf King, she'd live the rest of her immortal life as a slave.

The prospect of such a life alone filled the beast with fear. 

"Ser...Serpentine Queen, please forgive me!" She slumped onto the floor and knocked her head on the ground.

If the Serpentine Queen dismissed her, then her life would be over.

"Please forgive me!" she cried tearfully.

"I told you to get lost. Make me say it again and you'll lose your head." Unmoved, Versailles coldly stared at the beast coveting her mate.

If she allowed a beast that had her sight fixed on her mate to freely enter the Purple-Radiance Palace, then she'd be a fool.

With a cold snort, she turned her back on the trembling wolf and walked away.

In the Crystalline Palace, Olsen stood before a disgruntled wolf with an awkward expression.

Ehhh...I seem to have disturbed something?

Recalling his own mating session with his mate, the wolf lowered his in fear of provoking the unsatisfied beast.

"Well, are you just going to stand there or speak?" Ramose's voice sounded impatient. 

He was unhappy about leaving his mate's side, but Olsen saw it as the wolf burning in heat from suppressed desire. 

I should quickly make my report and leave. Otherwise...

"King Ramose, we've found some livable environments for the lower races that are free. Settling them will take a while, but the process won't be difficult."

"Oh? You found habitable locations? How about food sources? Have you secured any?" Ramose's eyes and ears pricked. This matter concerned the promise his mate had made. He wanted to see it successfully be fulfilled if only to honor her word.

"That one is a bit difficult. The beasts are all in search of food sources because of the recent spotting of shadow armies."

"Shadow armies. The beast leading them must still be lacking in power. Otherwise, it wouldn't have waited this long to attack. Keep a lookout for them and tell the beasts of the Werewolf Clan to keep their outings short and minimal."

"Yes, Werewolf King!"

"Anything else?"

Olsen looked at his King and hesitated for a moment. He wasn't sure if it was the best time to bring up the matter.

"Well?" King Ramose felt annoyed at the Beta's humming and hawing. He had a mate waiting for him, but the Beta seemed bent on wasting his time and shortening his interaction with his Light.

Hmph! If he wastes another second, I'll dismiss him from being my right-hand commander. 

"Ahem! The second matter concerns the Wolf King's Trial. Now that your mate is here, your trial needs to begin within the next few days. The wolves of the Underworld Palace have been anticipating your announcement."

Ramose went silent, his dark orbs flickering with various emotions. In this Wolf King's Trial, he'd be able to know if he was an alpha or lykan.

However, his mate would be taking part in the trial with him.

"Olsen, the King's Trial is an open event. All the beasts of the Underworld Palace, be they wolves or lesser beasts, will be attending. The Serpentine Queen..."

"She'll become an easy target for whoever is trying to harm her. I understand, Wolf King. I'll take the responsibility for the Serpentine Queen's safety." Olsen solemnly vowed.

The Werewolf King stood and walked over. Clapping the wolf on the shoulder, he looked coldly into his grey orbs.

"Then I'll be handing the full responsibility of my mate's safety to you, right-hand commander Olsen. If anything happens during the Trial, your first and foremost duty is to secure and ensure my mate's safety. And if a situation arises where both she and I are in danger, then she is your first priority. Understand?"

"But King Ram..."

"She is your first priority! That is an order, not a request or a matter for negotiation, understand?"

Olsen opened his mouth, but could not produce a sound.

The Serpentine Queen, his first priority?

But as the King's right-hand commander, his first priority was his king!

How could he suddenly change hearts and take someone else as the priority?

"Olsen, you remember my words in the welcoming banquet, don't you? If anything happens to my mate, then I'll set this entire Underworld Palace on fire. That wasn't just a threat or mere words. It was my vow. So if your loyalty is to your Wolf King and the Underworld Palace, then protect her well. Because protecting her is protecting me."

It wasn't just a threat or mere words.

It was a vow.

Olsen's heart turned cold.

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