Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge

~ Kingdom Phantasia ~

Most of the werewolves were in their respective chambers in the palace. Tonight was the start of the mating season wherein the werewolves had to sleep with their mates.

If they didn\'t find their mates yet, werewolves had to partner up with someone just to survive this season.

This was the time wherein werewolves could feel an insatiable hunger, making them go wild with lust.

This was a very important occasion for the werewolves as the female virgin werewolves would be marked by the male werewolves.

Aside from mating, this season would serve as the vacation for other werewolf warriors who didn\'t have to go hunting vampires in the human world. They could do whatever they wanted, no one would stop them.

The Werewolf King gave them the luxury to be free and enjoy the season.

When the clock strikes midnight, werewolves would satiate their hunger, letting them drown in the pool of their burning desires.

Different noises resounded in the palace~ the cries of every werewolf indulging themselves in the flames of lust.

While everyone was enjoying themselves in their respective chambers, the Werewolf King was nowhere to be found in the palace.

A man with silver-gray hair stood silently in the Valley of Promise, looking up at the half-crescent moon, a gleam of both anger and regret reflected in his brown eyes.

Aside from the silver-gray-haired man, two people were there, kneeling before him. They didn\'t dare to raise their heads, afraid to see the sharp eyes of their Werewolf King.

"Have you found her? Twenty four years had passed. I believe that you should have found her by now." His voice was calm but it still sent shivers down their spine.

They had already known that the moment they opened their mouths, they would only bring disappointments to their King. However, they had no other choice left but to tell him the truth.

"Forgive us, our King… but we failed again in locating her. We have been searching for her but we didn\'t get any clue. Even her scent vanished as if she never existed in this world." The man tried his best not to stammer while reporting this bad news to their King.

Dominique Silvano slammed his eyes shut while gritting his teeth. He balled his fingers to a fist as a boiling fury swelled inside of him.

"Useless bunch of Mutts!" He snarled at them while swinging his fists. The two men were thrown away a few meters from him.

The two men coughed a mouthful of blood the moment they hit the ground. They could feel the raging fury emanating from Dominique. His sharp claws were now visible to them. He was in the process of transforming into his wolf form.

The two men gulped hard as their entire bodies trembled with intense fear. They could smell death… their own deaths.

Dominique was about to launch another fatal attack when suddenly another silver-gray-haired young man appeared in front of them, shielding the two men from Dominique\'s attack.

"Father, killing them will not solve your problem!" The man who looked like in his mid-20s spoke up, stopping Dominique from killing the two injured men.

"Dylan, what are you doing here? You were supposed to lead the mating ritual!" Dominique asked his son with his authoritative voice.

Dylan kneeled before him to show courtesy in greeting his father, the Werewolf King.

"My mother asked me to look for you. She had been waiting for you in your chamber, father. How can you leave your Queen on this important occasion?" Dylan wanted to lighten the atmosphere by saying those words to his father.

"Oh my poor Mother… I\'m sure she will be upset once she finds out you are here rampaging and taking out your anger on our people, instead of making love with her." Dylan added, before signaling the two men to leave right away.

The two men felt really grateful for Dylan\'s interference. Because of him, they were saved tonight from the wrath of their King.

Meanwhile, Dominique squinted his eyes at his son. He was aware of what Dylan was trying to do. His son was protecting those useless mutts against him.

"You might be the one next in line for the throne. But who gives you the right to intervene when I am disciplining my own people?" Dominique sounded upset and mad about Dylan\'s actions.

The smile on Dylan\'s face dissipated into thin air. He glanced at his father with a serious expression on his face.

"Forgive me, my King. I didn\'t intend to disrespect you. But in my opinion, killing them is different from the word disciplining. If I hadn\'t come, the two of them would have been dead by now."

Dominique sneered at his son. "They deserve to die. I have given them several chances but they still failed to do their job. Your sister is still missing. No one knows whether she is still alive or not!"

Dylan\'s expression became saddened at the mention of his sister, the werewolf princess. She had been missing for twenty four years. Dominique already dispatched his elite team to find his daughter but until now, they failed to locate her.

Princess Stella was kidnapped by Dominique\'s enemy when she was still months old. They didn\'t know who was the mysterious culprit but the werewolf clan believed that the vampires were the ones responsible for that incident.

"Father, my King! Please grant me permission to find her myself. Please allow me to go to the human world. I think I can find my sister as I am connected to her." Dylan was dying to find his sister but his father refused his request several times as he was his only heir left.

He was afraid that the vampire clan would try to kill his son if he went to the human world.

"Please father! Allow me to do this. This is the most effective way to find my sister! I promise, no one will know that I am the werewolf prince. I will be more careful." Dylan begged his father.

Dominique could only sigh in defeat. Dylan had a point. He had a strong bond with his sister since they were twins. He would be more helpful in finding her.

"Alright. I will only give you this one chance to find her. Be careful!"

Despite his several refusals, Dominique finally agreed and granted Dylan\'s request. He didn\'t want to give up on finding Princess Stella. He and his wife believed that Stella was still alive out there.