Chapter 49: Versailles

Ramose did not move, only silently gazing into the distance with a broken expression on his face, his sight unfocused.

'In the end, I was too late.'

He was not able to find his mate in time, allowing her to fall subject to such inhumane torture.

He felt it. He experienced every single torment and agony she went through, but he could do nothing to erase or lessen the pain.

Ramose did not know where Versailles was or with who she was. However, where ever she was, he was certain that she was beyond safe. She was lost.

He, her mate, failed her. He failed to protect and shelter her from all the malicious beasts in the realm.

And because he failed, something terrible that should have never happened took place. Something that not only severed the bond between them, but also broke her.

A broken Versailles.

More blood tears flowed out from Ramose's eyes as he imaged the young woman he met a while ago and compared it to the broken shell she must be now.

His fire-kissed beloved, his fiery serpentine, his unsurpassable mate was tormented to the point that she would never be the same again.

The thought pierced his heart, shattering the lost bit of sanity he had. Without warning, Ramose started growling as he convulsed, his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth overflowing with blood.

"King Ramose!"

"Wolf king Ramose!"

"King!"

Instantly, the Floating Flaming Island was overrun with panic and chaos as the wolf pack and serpentine elders anxiously rushed to the side of the twitching werewolf king, desperately trying but hopelessly failing to stop the flow of blood.

The elder werewolf of the pack turned to the gathered serpentines with painfilled and apologetic eyes.

"We thank the Snake clan for welcoming us even when we came unannounced, but as you can see, we will not be able to stick around any longer. I hope the elder serpentines will not take offense and excuse us." The brown wolf still displayed the necessary courtesy to the Snake clan before he bent to gather his king on his back.

He was not worried about the serpentines taking advantage of the situation and turning on them. With the dark undercurrents rising in the realm, he was certain that they would not want to make an extra enemy at the time.

And besides, the wolf king's situation was beyond worrying, as no one knew what was going on.

One moment, the wolf king was fine and well, even set on searching for his wife. The next, he became a raging beast, howling in madness and pain.

And when he finally calmed down, the aura radiating off of him was like that of a dead beast. There was neither joy nor desire in his eyes as he only silently stared into the distant sky with a dead look.

"What do you think happened? Why does the wolf king look so shattered?"

"He looks like a dead corpse. What could have possibly happened to warrant such a reaction?"

"Well, wolves have a connection with their mate. Considering the fact the wolf king was here to search for his mate, for him to suddenly be so devastated and shattered, it could only mean that something must have happened to Versailles." The white serpentine worriedly stated at this time, startling the other elders.

"Something happened to Versailles? Is our Snake clan really being targeted? The snake queen and serpentine Versailles met a disaster on the same day!"

The serpentines watched the werewolf king's distraught and terror stricken face with trepidation and fear.

If they were really being targeted by an unknown force like they suspected, than their Snake clan was in danger of being exterminated.

As a leader of one of the six supreme clans, the wolves strength and abilities were no hidden matter to any creature in the Nar realm. And the recent display of the wolf king at the Eternal mountains was also a refresher for those who had forgotten what they were capable of.

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But for that same king to suddenly be on the verge of death without even engaging in a brutal battle was not only alarming, but frightening as well.

Because that meant, whatever force was lurking behind the shadows of the Nar realm was not afraid of even offending the werewolf clan.

The winds in the realm were certainly rising. But in the upcoming storm, will their clan still remain standing?

Thinking of their own clan's current situation, the serpentines helplessly looked at one another, the fear evident in each other's eyes.

**

In the red room, Luke picked up Versailles' slack body from the red machine, carrying her out of the tunnel to the glass mansion above.

Standing in the center of the red glass mansion, he looked out the glass window to the Vampire City beyond.

'7 ice nights later, the whole Nar realm will be shaken and overturned'

Black eyes glowing, he gently laid the unconscious girl on top of a glass counter.

He still needed to make some arrangements in the mansion to welcome her when she woke up.

Straightening, his figure busily flashed about the area for a long while, before finally returning back to the girl's side to accompany her.

The silent girl laying on the counter did not stir for an entire ice night.

The next warm morning, Luke, who remained standing by the girl's side for an entire ice night, immediately caught the slight movement of her hand.

Leaning forward, he grabbed her hand and anxiously waited for her eyes to open.

He wanted to know if the bond between them was as strong as the bond between her and the wolf.

He still remembered every gesture and smile she exchanged with the werewolf on the stadium of the battle arenas. He saw the way she communicated with him only with her eyes, not even needing to voice her thoughts.

And he saw how in an instant, the two became so deeply attached to each other even when they barely knew one another and had only met.

And because he remembered every detail, he wanted his bond with her to be even stronger than the one she shared with the wolf king. He wanted a bond stronger than the one she had with the wolf!

The girl slowly opened her eyes, her violet pupils vacant as they focused on nothing.

"You are awake? How do you feel now?"

The grating sound came from her side, causing her to furrow her brows in displeasure.

"Do you hurt anywhere?" It continued without pause.

"Yes, my ears!" She angrily snapped, startling the anxious man.

"Can you keep your mouth shut? Your screechy voice is hurting my ears." She added without any politeness.

Before the shocked guy could respond, she sat up and jumped off the counter, standing on her feet.

"I need to wash up. Where is the washroom?" The girl coldly asked as she finally looked at the man that was staring at her in shock.

The moment her violet pupils connected with his confused dark gaze, Luke felt cold shiver running down his back.

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