Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake)

Everyone looked at Blake in surprise after hearing his declaration.

Except Alan. He glanced at my direction with a strange expression.

My heart tightened upon meeting his gaze. I quickly moved my glance away and avoided meeting his eyes.

As for the rest of the people, they were quite hesitant and doubtful about Blake’s declaration, after all they just heard that the poison came from me as ‘Chloe’ and that there is no way that they could obtain the antidote.

Blake, like the king that he has always been, was not bothered by their suspicions and just indifferent said, “My trusted aid and doctor is before you, Arthur. He is the most talented doctor in the Silver Pack. You can rest assured that he would be able to produce an antidote and cure Alpha Dean.”

“Me?” Arthur, who was just minding his own business and being entertained with all the farce that was going on, stiffened.

He stared and me and Blake with wide eyes, totally caught off-guard that his name was suddenly being sold off.

“Yes…” Blake nodded without a change in expression.

Seeing Blake giving him the look, Arthur immediately recovered to a calm expression and backed up Blake’s claim with a stiff smile on his face, “Yes… It is indeed as my King has said... I can research an antidote in time as long as I am given all related information about the poison and Alpha Dean’s condition.”

Vanessa’s eyes sparkled, she looked so happy hearing Arthur’s statement. She looked at Blake tenderly and said, “Thank you for your grace, Lycan King Bluke.”

I could not help but frown upon hearing Vanessa using her coquettish and charming voice.

The farce finally ended and the three of us walked out of the study room.

Arthur chased us with a cheerful smile and a proud expression while he asked, “Hey, hey… did you see how quick witted I am? Whew! The Moon goddess knows that if it was another person, you two would be in trouble! Hahaha! I’m so intelligent I can get Blake’s meaning in an instant right?!”

Blake on the other hand completely ignored him and gestured for me to continue walking as well.

When he was ignored by Blake, Arthur turned to me and asked with a sheepish tone, “Hey, Chloe… Oh, dear Luna! Hehehe… About that poison, it is not completely unsolvable right? Could it be that you know how to create the antidote?”

I pursed my lips and remained silent. He was clearly interested in the poison and as a doctor, it would really make him excited just to know about something that peculiar.

pressured after hearing Blake volunteering

our dearest Luna… Would you tell me how the

brilliant mind and am a natural talent in medicine, you could rest assured that I would easily comprehend

maybe I can even help you in creating the antidote, yeah? I really wanted to study the poison and the antidote that is so impressive.” Arthur continued to

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room, but when I told the production process of the antidote, the atmosphere I can use ice

expression on his face, while Arthur choked and did not dare to open his

at Blake to make sure he

him to help me out of this matter. My heart started

himself, he let out

I have to ‘research the antidote’ and put on some show for the Red Moon Pack to see… Well I must go out again to ask for

me alone and

I called out but

have said before, I won’t allow you to get hurt,” He declared firmly as his gaze fell upon me. The determination in

for the poison are too strong for a normal carrier to hold them together. Only my blood had the ability to stabilize all its effects and become

the concoction for three days in a row then he will

his anger, Blake patiently listened to me. The frown on his face deepened, he was

my father die…” I answered, my voice started quivering

this, unsure and conflicted. But I also could not back down and

this involves you hurting yourself again, I would have just kept mum and not announced such a thing to them," Blake

much…” I reached out, taking the initiative to

a pained expression, Blake closed his eyes and nodded. Clearly, he was fighting over

moment. Afraid that he would change his mind in a second,

my arm that was ridden

again for a family member…’ I thought as

from it, I genuinely thought that it was the key for me to be

a hope that one day my affections towards them would also be reciprocated. I grew and as the number of scars on my hand numbered… but I did not receive the love and acceptance I was craving from my family. What I experience was

just a human blood

irony. I never thought that there would be a day