Fated For Lycan's Luna

Chapter 112

Chloe's POV

It could have been a great night if not for the disturbing sound of agonizing screams and the thick scent

of blood.

I have debated against myself countless times whether I should go out and check the situation or not.

But Blake's sound warning rang on my head and reminded me that I am in no position to be reckless.

There is a little life in me that I have to protect now… I must trust Blake this time.

Even so, the scream and the sound of the intensifying battle made me shudder in fear and anxiety.

Especially the moment I heard the sound of battle coming closer and closer to my doorstep.

'Should I hide somewhere safe?' Driven by fear, I asked myself once more.

Pacing back and forth around the room, I furrowed my brows as I decided what to do.

In the end, I caught Blake's scent that immediately calmed me down and made me still.

'That's right… Blake is outside…'

Besides, I am no longer a weak wolfless woman now. I can at least defend myself if needed.

Finally having the confidence, I calmed myself down and intently waited for Blake to come back.

I have already lost track of how long the battle lasted.

All I knew was I only managed to calm down a little when Blake came to the room.

Seeing him calm while being surrounded by the aura of blood and death I could not help but open my

mouth.

"What is happening outside, Blake?"

My eyes scanned all over him, checking if he was injured in any way.

He looked at me with relief in his eyes. It was calm and serene, and if not for the bloodstains that

decorated the side of his face, one would think that he did not even encounter a battle with the

intruders.

"There were just some intruders who tried to take advantage of our lowered guards… But don't worry

the enemies were already taken care of." He looked at me reassuringly as his tone suggested that I

cap the night.

"Why do enemies attack us? Is this the first time that it happened?"

Hearing his calm explanation I could not help but ask further. The smell of blood outside the room is so

thick and the agonizing screams earlier were too loud to unhear.

"This attack was not serious… It is just a futile attempt to catch us off guard during Carrie's coming of

age ceremony…"

He answered without a miniscule change in his emotions.

I perfunctorily nodded, however I have a nagging feeling that what Blake was saying wasn't what it

seems.

"Chloe… Don't worry about it and take a rest… I shall not accompany you for a while because I have to

oversee the clean up and investigations."

He looked at me and stretched out his hands, wanting to soothe what every anxiousness I excuse

outwardly. But the stains in his hands prevented him from reaching out further.

“I want to join you… there are many people who were injured, I cannot just sit idly here and not help.” I

insisted.

A frown on Blake’s forehead appeared but the gentleness in his eyes did not diminish the slightest bit.

After a long pause he still decided to shake his head and said,

“Do not worry, as I have said, this attack is not that alarming at all… You should take a rest first. When

there’s still a need tomorrow, you can freely help around. But now… you and our baby should rest.”

Although I was disappointed by his rejection, I could not refuse his succeeding words. This is the first

time for the both of us to act with our baby in mind, and so I reluctantly nodded and did his wishes.

I laid down to bed, knowing full well that the sleepiness will not come easy to me because of the

situation outside. However, for the little one in my womb, I commanded myself to sleep.

The next day, I woke up subconsciously looking at the other side of the bed. It was not cold and neat

denoting that Blake did come back for some time and managed to get a rest.

With his lingering scent beside me, my heart was filled with relief somehow.

Getting up, I immediately got down to prepare and took breakfast.

The atmosphere was rather tense but the activities around did not slow down the slightest.

The dining hall was still as busy as it was during normal times except for the fact that the food they

were preparing was more appropriate for the injured ones. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Looking at it at an even more detailed glance, it even seemed like they were already used to operating

like this, that it did not look like the attack that bothered them once.

I started looking around for Blake but I realized that he was nowhere to be found.

Without a choice, I took a look at one of the servants who were attentively looking after my meals and

asked about last night's attack.

The servant was shocked at first but she then calmed herself down, seemingly horrified upon

remembering what had happened last night.

“My lady, although last night’s attack brought us so much shock, the pack is doing well. The servant

replied calmly, but the ripple in her eyes was too obvious to ignore.

“Are there a lot of injured members? Is everything doing fine?” I could not help but ask further.

“Not at all my lady… this attack is not like the past were…” Seemingly remembering something, the

servant stuttered for a while but quickly recovered, “There are indeed many injured but it is not a heavy

problem… The others are busy nursing the injured, from my eyes I could see that this would soon be

overcomed by our pack.”

“Hmm… I see..” I looked at her while becoming bothered about her words, but in the end she smiled

and suggested,

“The King is doing his best as well… Do you want me to lead you to him after finishing your meal?” She

asked rather attentively.

“En… lead the way the way later then.” Brushing the doubt in my mind, I nodded and hastened

finishing my meal. After all, I could go there and see for myself if the situation really was something that

is not as alarming as they said to be.

The servant then led me to the treatment hall, where the injured are being nursed.

The noise of the busy atmosphere completely woke me up as I saw all of the healers running around

and checking each of the injured situations.

Even so, there was no patient who appeared to be critically injured and the panicked atmosphere was

no longer around. Only then did I manage to believe what Blake and the servant said but even so I

decided to look around and see where I can help.

I saw Blake immediately as he stood strong and calm at the center of the hall.

His warriors surrounded him, seemingly waiting for him to give out his orders. Although he looked

rather energetic and steadfast, the faint shadow under his eyes told me the weariness he was inwardly

enduring.

I signaled the servant, thanking her for leading the way, then headed towards where he was.

I only managed to take a few steps when Blake’s eyes landed on me and smiled. The warriors

surrounding him also saw me and immediately gave way to Blake after greeting me with a respectful

smile.

“Chloe… you’re awake…” Blake mumbled while his hand naturally took me and led me to the quieter

area of the hall.