Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake)

Chloe

As the relentless sun blazed overhead, casting its searing heat upon the members of the Red Moon Pack and our guests from the Frost Fang Pack, we all gathered in the open clearing.

Sharing valuable pieces of information and conducting training to strengthen our packs, those were matters agreed upon by the Red Moon Pack and the Frost Fang Pack. Since strengthening the pack was one of our priorities, we didn't waste any time and immediately scheduled a training by the Frost Fang Pack.

As the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, I thought everything was going smoothly. I didn't take into consideration the state of mind of my pack members.

No matter what their reason was, the Frost Fang Pack's attack was still fresh in my pack members' mind. Thus, although they were attending the training as I had ordered, I could clearly see the negative expressions on their faces.

Especifically, everyone's faces bore expressions of clear discontent when their gazes settled on Blake and Idris, who stood at the forefront. I arched an eyebrow in response, sensing the lingering reluctance of my proud pack members to accept outsiders, particularly those who attacked them, guiding their training.

Blake remained stoic, unperturbed by my pack member's blatant disapproval. On the other hand, Idris couldn't hide his irritation, his features marred by annoyance.

"I will first give you a simple introduction before going to the demonstrations."

"The art of assassination takes on a mysterious and fascinating form. It's not merely about stealthily ending someone's life, it's a complex blend of cunning, precision, and the harnessing of supernatural abilities," although he was irritated, Idris religiously explained.

"As an assassin, you are akin to a phantom of the night, trained to move without making a sound and to remain unseen by all…"

"Your knowledge must run deep… understanding the anatomy and vulnerabilities of both human and werewolf forms. The craft of poison is a potent tool in your arsenal, your greatest weapon…"

The dialogue unfolded, with Idris delving into the intricate art of assassination. He explained the nuances and strategies, with Blake lending his assistance for the demonstrations.

I watched them intently, and though the Red Moon Pack members appeared to be listening, a cloud of skepticism hung over them.

so… if this continued, then this training would be a waste of time…' I thought with a

my pack members. Even Caleb, who is known for his unwavering

fact, Caleb's hostility was the most palpable among the others. It was as if he

Sabre has the same identity as Blake, the Lycan King?' Alarmed,

couldn't be. Otherwise… it

calm and reliable, seeing him

Blake carried on, seemingly oblivious to Caleb's animosity, focusing solely

end of Idris and Blake's demonstration, Idris announced, "Group yourselves into two

grouping themselves, suddenly, Caleb's voice carried an undertone of polite sarcasm as he turned

his lips, "since you've graced us with your presence, how about giving us a personal demonstration of your skills? As the Alpha of the Frost Pang Pack, would

the two of

it a spar, it

first arrived in the pack. Everyone had a taste of Blake's power. Thus, a lot of the members started getting worried

by simply watching, my expression

raised a brow. And ever composed, he considered Caleb's

your challenge. But let's make this interesting." A collective gasp was heard around the pack. Caleb's eyes turned colder as

something if I win and vice

raised an eyebrow.

do you want if you

was unexpected. "I don't want anything from you, Caleb," he said with a small, enigmatic

the prize," he suddenly said, making