"All right."
Not surprised by the answer, Elijah rubbed his furrowed brow, but still couldn't help but let out a cold snort.
The royal bloodline... is barely a match for his younger brother.
Deville had already investigated the wolf cub's identity a few days earlier, which is why he allowed the two to have contact now.
Or did he think he could escape the servants' sight by transforming into human form? It was just a deliberate test.
—As the first child of the young wolf king, the cub possessed the most noble and powerful blood, but when he was born, he was greeted not with blessings and coronation, but with death.
His father died at the hands of the traitor—the wolf king's own brother, and his mother committed suicide after giving birth to him.
Bullying, beatings, indifference...
His short first half of life was like that.
He was born with blood and violence in his heart, and these emotions clung to him like a malignant tumor. When the new wolf king's first child was born, the hesitant guillotine finally fell, and the noose around his neck tightened.
A long-planned chase immediately began. Relying on his keen intuition, he instinctively ran towards a place where there were no traces of werewolves, only to fall into the forbidden territory of the vampires.
The werewolves were restless outside the forest, but wary of the towering towers of the ancient castle, they eventually left sheepishly.
—With such severe injuries, he wouldn't survive.
They handed down the same sentence as the butler, Deville.
But no one expected that the miracle would happen so quietly.
In Elijah's view, even with such a background, he was nothing more than a homeless stray dog that had been driven away, posing no threat and not worth saving.
Although his status and age already indicated that he couldn't possibly be bait or a spy, one could never be too cautious when it came to Vili's matter.
And the result of the test...
The first thing he did after gaining his freedom was not to attack him, the only descendant of the Hughes family, nor to break into the prince's study, but to run to Willy's room...
Elijah lowered his eyes, his red eyes flashing with a sharp and indifferent light. He pressed his tongue against the sharp teeth on the side, and the pain calmed him slightly.
"Even though it is still young, it needs to be taught properly."
Having accepted the fact, he looked at the thin wolf cub, his dissatisfaction growing stronger with each passing moment.
He lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed on those icy blue eyes, his expression cold.
I know you can understand what I'm saying.
Listen carefully.
"There is no place for useless trash around Willy."
"If you want to stay, you need to prove your worth and not cause him any trouble... Understand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the vampire aura that had been gathered around him was suddenly released, heading straight for the wolf cub.
A deep roar resounded, and in Vili's arms, its body trembled involuntarily, its heart almost bursting out of its body, and its soft fur stood on end, feeling somewhat prickly.
However, even so, it did not look away, its eyes flashing with anger, and it did not back down.
"..."
A moment later, Elijah snorted coldly and withdrew his imposing aura.
The wolf cub gasped for breath, losing all its strength, and fell backward, only to be embraced.
Seeing the scene before him, the slight appreciation that had just arisen in Elijah's heart immediately vanished, and he spoke with a dark face.
“Starting tomorrow, this werewolf will attend classes with us.”
Vili's hand, which had been comforting the wolf cub, suddenly stopped. He blinked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
"Does he... also need to study?"
Elijah nodded naturally.
"His current strength is still too weak to maintain his human form for long, but he should be fine listening in."
"Once he has fully recovered... I will arrange for him to take lessons in the language of werewolves."
"..."
Willie fell silent. He looked down and met the innocent blue eyes of the bewildered wolf cub. After a few seconds, he reached out and covered its eyes with his palm.
If this had been the case, I wonder if this wolf cub would have preferred to lie in the snow and sleep forever...
To be honest, it always feels a bit strange to call it a wolf cub or wolf pup.
"elder brother."
Vili interrupted Ellian's incessant rambling about the course schedule, but the latter showed no anger and softened his voice.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm thinking, should I give my puppy a name?"
Elijah was taken aback.
He wanted to say that such a lowly existence was not worth Vili's time, but seeing his eyes sparkling with interest, he fell silent.
...Never mind, it's just a toy anyway.
Children are forgetful; they might forget about it once the novelty wears off.
What do you want to call it?
Thinking of this, Elijah condescended to glance at the wolf cub, and was surprised to find that it had stiffened its body and stared blankly at Vili's face, its icy blue eyes becoming calm for the first time.
“Let me think…” Vili scratched the wolf cub’s chin with his finger, “I’ve got it.”
“Let’s call him Dario.”
In his world, the meaning of this name is—
Lucky.
-
I have a name now.
Curled up in the corner of the room, the wolf cub… Dario twitched his wet nose, buried himself completely in the black cloth, and closed his eyes contentedly.
If Vili were here, he would immediately recognize that it was the cloak he had once worn around the werewolf's neck.
However, its original appearance is no longer visible. It is tangled up in a mess and stained with some suspicious bloodstains and dirt, probably left by Dario while he was eating.
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