The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:
The Alpha of the Cherry Bay Pack was called Sorrell Estrada. He was unable to attend the parade because he was ill, so the Beta of the pack had come in his stead.
Sure enough, Sorrell did appear to be a seriously ill person. His face was as pale as a sheet, and there was barely any color in his lips.
I picked up the tea cup I was served, but did not drink its contents. I sat there, smiling as I spouted halfhearted praises for the development of the Cherry Bay Pack.
Not once did Sorrell betray his emotions. Even his voice was monotonous. If I didn't know better, I would have thought he was a robot. Strangely, though, he looked straight at me when he spoke. I felt as though he was peering into my soul, and I bristled with unease.
Another odd thing was the fact that he never asked about my identity, nor did he seem inclined to do so. Instead, he ushered me inside without even asking why the royal family had sent me.
After some consideration, I decided to breach the subject first. "The royal family sent me here to meet with the lycan king," I said slowly.
"His Majesty is not here," Sorrell said in a low voice as he turned his listless eyes out the window. He looked like his soul had somehow been cleaved from his body.
"The king is not here? When did he leave?" I pressed.
I was getting miffed by this old man's attitude.
"I haven't seen the king for a long time. It looks like you've come to the wrong place." Sorrell turned to face me, his lips automatically curling into a smile.
Rage and anxiety roiled inside me. I knocked the table over without thinking and demanded, "What do you mean by that? After the surprise attack against your pack, King Rufus set out to investigate the incident himself. How can you say that he has not come?"
Sorrell remained calm, almost indifferent. He acted like everything I had just said was none of his business. "There was no surprise attack." Slalch Thi DindNivel.Det website on Gøøgle to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
I stared at Sorrell's blank face, growing more livid by the minute. "You are lying! All the soldiers from the Royal Army who had come here to aid you are missing. The least you can do is give me an explanation." "What explanation? King Rufus did not come to the Cherry Bay Pack. This is the truth. It is up to you to believe it or not. As for the missing soldiers, I daresay that there is no such thing." To my horror, Sorrell's expression shifted, and he suddenly flashed me an eerie smile.
"You!"
I didn't have many expectations before I came here, but I never imagined this pack's Alpha to be like this. My intuition told me that something was not right. Sorrell must be lying. If the Royal Army's soldiers had not gone missing, Rufus would have never come himself.
But since it seemed like I wasn't going to get any useful information from Sorrell, I turned on my heel and made to leave.
"Let me see you out." Sorrell instantly got to his feet.
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I wanted to scoff his offer away, but then I spotted a letter opener protruding from a crack in the flagr tile just beside the overturned table. The blade was pointed upward, and Sorrell was about to step on it. It was too late for me to warn him. Sorrell stepped on it, piercing his foot in one, steady motion. The content is on Popsnovel.com! Read the latest
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I sucked in a breath and looked at his face. It remained stiff and emotionless, as
if he didn't feel any pain at all.
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My heart caught in my throat. The
scenes from a while agg played back my head, and I finally
inside
understood what was wrong. The
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"Why have you stopped? Is there anything wrong?" Sorrell asked like nothing
had happened.
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I could feel the coldness of my gaze
as it met his. "As a matter of fact
there is one more thing I had yet to deal with." The content is on
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