Under the moonlight, a large figure stood in the middle of the woods, his eyes fixed in a particular direction.
“Lycan Prince,” Min finally found his master after a long search and bowed to him wondering how long he had been standing there. Cassius' eyes seemed redder for some reason. “I have made sure that the path to the palace is clear. There will be no one…”
“Oh…you did a great job,” Lycan Prince Cassius cut him off. Min lifted his stunned gaze. Why did this compliment sound like a slap in the face? He immediately followed Cassius' line of sight only to find a group of werewolves in the grape garden.
“Who are they?! I had made sure no one would be there…” Min gritted his teeth. He had prepared a deserted path to the werewolf kingdom through the grape garden for Cassius, as he avoide
