Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge

Cedric let out a loud growl of annoyance, clenching his fists so hard that his nails cut into his skin. He could feel his blood boiling in his veins because of the fury welling up inside him.

It was like mockery to him seeing his four elite werewolf fighters utterly defeated while bathing in their own blood. They were barely alive, slowly dying due to the poison of Kira's bite. Though werewolves had healing and regenerative ability, the poison slowed down and weakened their healing ability.

Furthermore, what made him more upset was the fact that the werewolves only fought one vampire as there was only one vampire scent lingering around the area. And this scent was unique, incomparable to the other vampire's scent they had smelled before.

He was unbelievably angry, his heart filled with rage and hatred toward the bloodsucker creature who hurt his pack members.

He could feel the bloodthirst of the beast inside him who wanted to go on a rampage. He almost lost control and shifted into his wolf form.

But he was an Alpha! For the sake of his wounded soldiers, he needed to maintain his sane mind rather than let his wolf beast take over his body and chase after the vampire.

He wanted to track and follow Kira's scent. But his pack members needed to be treated right away or else, they would die in that forest. His main priority now was to save his fellow werewolves!

"I swear I will find you… I will cut your head off, dig your heart and rip your body into tiny pieces," Cedric mumbled through his gritted teeth.

He only had one consolation for this– that vampire would never help a werewolf. So he believed that Dylan was already dead. It never came into his mind that the vampire who appeared in that area would save Dylan, a werewolf. If he saw him, the vampire might be the first one to make sure Dylan would never survive!

He called the other assassins–both Witches and Hunters to help him rescue the wounded werewolves and bring them back to their headquarters.

Cedric peered at the flowing river for one last time. He wondered if Dylan's body was still submerged in the water. But he had no time to spare. He quickly left together with the others.

Meanwhile, two figures were navigating to the opposite side of the Northleaf Timberland forest. Kira was carrying the unconscious Dylan on his shoulder.

He flashed from one tree to another. The trail led to the Zhou Ancestral Mansion. He decided to bring Dylan there to treat his wound.

Though he saved Dylan, Kira still considered him as an enemy. He was still a member of the werewolf clan. The only reason he helped him survive was because Kira thought he could be useful to him someday.

Aside from that, he hated Cedric Morgan, the douchebag mutt who was scheming against his Boss Lin! And he just heard that this young pup he was carrying right now would be the threat in Cedric's plan.

Of course, he would try to use Dylan to wedge a war with the other werewolves. After all, he was betrayed by his own kind.

He was now aware that the werewolf clan was not united at all. They didn't hesitate to kill their own kind because of their greed. It was easy to shake them from the inside.

"I am just letting you live just because you are useful to me. Imagine! A vampire king like me is carrying a werewolf whom I loathe so much," Kira lamented to himself.

It did not take long when they reached their destination. He entered the mansion quietly. He could tell that Marceline was still sound asleep in her bedroom.

He put Dylan down on the sofa to check his wound. Kira already removed the arrow on Dylan's chest a while ago before leaving the forest. He was surprised at Dylan's fast healing ability. His wound almost healed instantly.

"Is he an Alpha? He is even bigger than the other werewolves."

Kira didn't forget to spray some perfume to mask his vampire scent and wear his contact lenses to hide his scarlet eyes. He didn't want to alert Dylan once he woke up. He wanted to avoid fighting him by hiding his identity as a vampire.

Dylan was now lying naked on the sofa as his clothes were ripped off after shifting into his wolf form.

Kira came a little bit late because he tried to leave the bed without waking up Marceline. She was hugging him tightly so it took him a while before he was able to remove her arms and legs that were clinging to him.

But he still saw the fight in the clifftop where Dylan was cornered by the assassins. Fortunately, Dylan was able to hold up and stay alive until he came.

But he never expected him to be shot by an arrow from a sneaky enemy hiding in the shadows.

"This young pup is tough. His wound recovered fast. Even the silver arrow didn't hurt him that much." Kira was fascinated by the fact the silver arrow didn't pierce Dylan's heart.

After confirming that Dylan was just fine, Kira put his hand over his forehead trying to read what's on his mind. He also wanted to know the identity of this werewolf.

Kira frowned when he read Dylan's subconscious. He was thinking about his sister. He was calling the name Stella. He wanted to go deeper and penetrate his mind further to gather more information.

However, before he could do it Dylan opened his eyes, grabbing Kira's hand tightly.

"Who are you?" Dylan gripped Kira's hand tightly. He was in both defensive and attacking mode.

"Easy man! I'm the one who saved you from drowning." Kira said, restraining himself from pulling his hand away from Dylan who was exerting too much force on his wrist.

Dylan loosened his grip on his wrist after hearing that. He eased up a little bit when he didn't smell any supernatural being nearby.

He slowly sat up, sweeping his eyes around his surroundings. They were no longer in the forest. He was now inside the house which was so big but unusually quiet.

'Is there no other people living here?' He asked himself as he couldn't smell other scents aside from Kira and the person sleeping in the bedroom upstairs.

Kira was just silently observing Dylan. He saw him pressing his hand on his chest. His wound already healed so Dylan heaved a sigh of relief. He really thought he would die tonight. But fortunately, someone saved him.

"Thank you for saving my life. I owe you." Dylan expressed his sincere gratitude towards Kira.

Kira just nodded at him. "Wait here. I will just get you some clothes." He felt so awkward seeing a naked man.

When Kira left, Dylan continued to wander his gaze around the house. Then his eyes stopped on a certain room where he could smell a pleasant scent coming from a woman.

As if his feet were being drawn to that room, Dylan subconsciously took large steps and climbed the stairs going to Marceline's room. For some unknown reason, he wanted to see the person behind that closed door.