Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 136

Blake 's POV

"Kain is absolutely furious," Arthur reported with a malicious grin stretching across his face.

"Our spy conveyed that the assassination was executed swiftly and with utmost stealth. The wretched Blood Hound bastards remained oblivious to the attack until the next morning," he added.

"The assassins cunningly left behind no trace except for the dagger lodged in that despicable man's heart. As a result, every pack that had sworn allegiance to the accursed Kain is now frantically denying any involvement. The situation is delightfully chaotic," Arthur explained, his eyes betraying a cold and calculating demeanor.

In a dimly lit room, the atmosphere was tense, charged with both anticipation and concern. Arthur's malicious grin dominated his face as he recounted the swift and stealthy assassination, relishing the chaos it had caused. His cold and calculating eyes betrayed the satisfaction he derived from the disaster that befell our enemy.

Carrie, seated before Arthur, frowned disapprovingly at his malevolent expression and spoke up, "Could you please give your report without that evil grin?"

A look of surprise crossed Arthur's face, and he swiftly replaced his wicked smile with an emotionless facade. "I-I’m sorry Car… I didn't even realize I was doing it," he said obediently, earning a nod of satisfaction from Carrie.

Observing their interactions, I then turned my attention back to the document clutched in my hand. The report, sent by our trusted spy, provided a meticulous account of the tragic event. According to its official version, Kain's aide met his demise through a swift blow of a dagger to the heart. However, something about it gnawed at me, leaving me with an unsettling feeling.

'How could a man of such physical strength, nearly on par with Arthur and second only to Kain in the entire alliance, succumb to a dagger attack without putting up a fight?'

'It just doesn't add up. The only plausible explanation would be if... he were already incapacitated or deceased when the assassins struck. And the only way that could have happened is... if they employed poison!'

Clutching the document tightly, my chest pounded heavily with each beat as the realization sunk in.

"Arthur," I addressed him, and upon hearing his name, Arthur tore his gaze away from Carrie and straightened his posture, looking at me with a serious expression.

"Yes," he replied.

"I wanted to inquire about the reports from our spies sent to the Dalrion region. Have they sent any updates?" I shifted the conversation to a completely different topic from the assassination we had been discussing. Nevertheless, Arthur quickly caught on and understood my intention.

"They have just arrived in the town. Currently, all three of them are blending in as ordinary humans, gathering information. Do you have any specific orders for them?" he asked.

"Yes. Summon them back," I stated simply, causing Arthur's eyes to widen in surprise.