Fated For Lycan's Luna

Chapter 34

It took time for Blake and I to return after roaming around the pack. Thus, upon hearing what Arthur Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

said, the three of us went to the poison house without wasting another moment. Unsurprisingly, when

we arrived there, my father was already waiting for us inside.

The room was dim but I could already see the changes in his appearance compared to the last time I

saw him.

"Your condition improved a lot," Blake commented the moment he saw my father. Indeed, my father

looked considerably healthier. I secretly let out a sigh of relief.

"Yes," my father replied. "I thought I would never have a chance to live again. This is all thanks to you,

Dr. Arthur," he added.

Although my father was talking to Arthur, as he spoke, his eyes were directed at me, making me feel a

little uneasy.

Beside me, Arthur smiled awkwardly. He scratched his head before saying with a slightly sheepish

voice, "N-no problem... no problem... It was my job to do it."

Blake watched the exchange without much expression on his face. He casually commented, "The

Silver pack successfully disintegrated the power of your opponents. As for your brother, I did not hurt

him too much... but he should not be able to pose any threat to the Red Moon pack, at least in the

meantime."

My father, who looked like he aged ten years in just a few days, nodded at Blake. "I understand," he

told him. "This time, it's all because of your help that we managed to survive this ordeal."

"To thank you, I prepared something as a token of gratitude." After saying those words, my father stood

up and went over to the safe behind the painting.

Arthur's eyes lit up instantly. He pushed me with his shoulders before giving me a wink as if to say:

Finally, I don't have to worry about what the passcode is!

Arthur's signal made me more aware of the situation too. With intensity, I stared at my father's hand as

he entered the passcode of the safe.

But after seeing the passcode, my heart skipped a beat. That passcode... wasn't it my birthday?!

I fell into a great shock. Why would my father… someone who didn't even wish to be my father… use

my birthday as the passcode of one the most important safes in the pack? I was so confused… I could

not understand the reason why.

Seeing the changes in my face, Arthur asked me in a low voice, "So what does that string of numbers

mean?" I frowned and did not answer. No, at that time, I could not give him an answer.

My father, who was oblivious to our exchange, took a small vial out of the safe and handed it to Blake.

"Take this on the night of the full moon," he instructed. Blake took the medicine and nodded.

My father looked at Blake seriously. He told him, "King Bluke, although this will help detoxify you, I still

owe you a favor.

If you have any request, I will try my best in order to repay the favor."

Indeed, father owed Blake not only for the safety of the Red Moon Pack. He also owed Blake and the

Silver Pack for the antidote to his poison and for helping them deal with their enemies.

Blake heard my father's words but he did not give him an answer.

Seeing that Blake did not speak, my father continued, "Vanessa's inauguration ceremony will be held

again in three days. I hope that you can stay and continue to participate in this important event."

How ironic! The pack was recently attacked and has yet to recover. Yet they were already planning on

going ahead and continuing with Vanessa's inauguration ceremony?

"Would you look at that... He can't wait to see his little daughter on the top!" Arthur murmured in a low

voice.

My father looked in Arthur's direction. Arthur's eyes widened and he immediately shut up.

I watched their exchange silently but my mind was elsewhere.

'Maybe… I am also someone who is important to my father? Otherwise… Why would he use my

birthday as the passcode on that important safe?' The thought kept on repeating in my mind. Finally, I

could no longer stop myself.

I clenched my fists, and with a glimmer of hope in my heart, I looked up at my father and said, "Excuse

me, Alpha... I heard that your daughter left the pack, did you miss her?"

The entire room turned silent. But I can't care it anymore, I watched my father intently, wondering what

his answer would be.

My father froze for a second, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. For a while, he seemed to be in

deep thoughts and did not say anything. That was until his eyes harde ed and he gave me a simple

reply, "No."

My heart clenched, yet, I still refused to give up. I asked him another question, "Why…? Do you really

not care whether she lives or dies at all?"

After hearing this, my father just looked at me calmly. I met his eyes squarely and snapped, "Do you

always think that your child is only Vanessa, the one who is about to become an alpha? That's why you

don't hesitate to hold the ceremony for her without any fear of danger?"

My father heard my questions and suddenly, he looked as if he was at a loss for words. However, a few

seconds later, his eyes turned colder once again before I heard him answer my questions with just a

sentence.

"Yes, I just think I have only one daughter, and that is Vanessa, who is also the future alpha of Red

moon pack."

It felt like a bucket of ice cold water was suddenly splashed on my head. I were trembling all over my

body.

I stared at my father, but instead of the pain, coldness appeared in my eyes.

"I see..." I sneered. "Very good," I added before turning to Blake. Then, I simply told him, "Let's go."

Without waiting for Blake's answer, I turned to the door and left the room first. It’s all over, there was

obviously no need to ask any more.

Arthur, who had a look of shock on his face, quickly followed me. On the other hand, Blake gave my

father a nod before also leaving the room.

Later on, I collected my blood and asked a servant to bring the antidote to my father. After that incident

in the poison room, I did not want to see him or even hear his name.

I looked at my freshly cut wound and wrapped it with a bandage. It was the last time that I would give

an antidote to my father. I stared at the bowl filled with my blood without expression on my face.

Surprisingly, I was neither resentful nor hurting. Deep inside, I was even feeling relaxed.

"Done?" Blake, who stayed close to me everytime I collected my blood, asked with a soft voice.

I nodded before saying, "Yes. Let's go back to the Silver Pack right away. I don't want to participate in

the new inauguration ceremony..."

"We have been away for a long time... I can't wait to see Carrie again. I bet she's waiting for us

impatiently already," I added with a small smile.

Blake took a few steps until he was standing a foot away from me. He was close enough for me to feel

his body heat.

"Alright," Blake said before he began playing with the tips of my hair. His reply was simple, yet his

gentle eyes seemed to speak a lot of things.

"But we will only leave this place tomorrow," Blake suddenly added.

"Because tonight, I have a very important person to meet."