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Hazel’s expression shifted slightly, and she got up from the couch, following Cyril downstairs as they made their way to Pack House. After Alpha Osiston and Alpha Voss had arrived, three new allies joined The Iron Star Pack.

“Who are the people coming today?” Hazel turned to Cyril, inquiring.

“Alpha Merric, Alpha Eric, and Eric’s mother, Luna Mylixe,” Cyril patiently explained. It was essential for Hazel to know these individuals.

Cyril led Hazel into the meeting room where Theo was hosting several supporting allies. Hazel saw two men and a woman. She wasn’t sure which of them were Merric and Eric, but the woman sitting on the couch was likely Luna Mylixe.

Her legs were long and well-toned, with a sun-kissed complexion. Brown hair cascaded silkily over her shoulders, and Hazel guessed Luna Mylixe to be around forty years old, but she looked younger and more elegant than most wolves her age. There were some fine lines at the corners of her eyes, which added a touch of maturity to her appearance.

Luna Mylixe’s gaze lingered on Hazel, and a smile graced her face.

As for the two Alphas, Hazel couldn’t distinguish who was Eric and who was Merric because they looked equally youthful.

“Cyril,” the man standing by the window moved swiftly towards Cyril, bumping his shoulder with a grin. Hazel noticed a smile on Cyril’s face.

“Merric, it’s been a while,” Cyril spoke.

He had thought Merric would need a day or two to arrive at The Iron Star Pack, but he had come so quickly.

“I received your call and dropped everything to come here,” Merric continued.

Hazel scrutinized Merric carefully; he had golden hair and a perpetual friendly smile on his face.

“Cyril, it’s great to see you,” Mylixe rose from the couch and walked towards Cyril and Hazel. “Who is this?”

Mylixe’s gaze was fixed on Hazel, seemingly surprised to see a stranger by Cyril’s side, considering their closeness.

“Hello, I’m Hazel,” Hazel introduced herself, looking at Mylixe.

“I’m Mylixe,” Mylixe smiled and pointed to the boy standing beside her. “This is my son, Eric.”

Hazel shifted her gaze to Eric. He had short brown hair, black eyes, fair skin, and a robust physique that contrasted with his face. His smile was radiant.

“Hello, Eric,” Hazel greeted.

“Alpha Cyril, Hazel, howdy,” Eric still looked like an immature teenager, despite being an adult.

Cyril nodded, and today, these three friends who had come here were people he could trust. When Mylixe’s husband had passed away, their Pack had come under attack, and her son Eric wasn’t ready to assume his father’s role. Cyril had helped Mylixe fend off those who sought to take over their Pack. She promised that when Cyril needed help, she would do her utmost to support him. Merric had fought side by side with Cyril in the past, repelling ambitious Packs, and he would support everything Cyril did.

“Alpha Cyril, I heard you have your private estate, is that right?” Eric suddenly asked.

He had heard his mother talk about it before – Cyril was the Alpha of the largest Pack in the world. He had helped their Pack in the past, and unlike other Alphas, he didn’t reside in the Pack House; he had his own private estate.

“Yes, I’ll take you there when the opportunity arises,” Cyril said.

“You’ve got yourself a deal,” Eric beamed, his smile even brighter. His gaze shifted to Hazel, finding her intriguing. She was following Cyril, but she didn’t speak much. Eric had no idea what Hazel’s relationship with Cyril was.

Cyril sensed Eric’s gaze on Hazel and didn’t think it was a good sign. He put his arm around Hazel’s waist, just like last time, reaffirming his dominance in front of others.

Mylixe’s eyes sparkled with an interesting light. She had never seen Cyril show such an expression. She had always known what was on Cyril’s mind. He had the world’s largest Pack but hadn’t found a mate. He was lonely.

“Alpha Osiston and Alpha Voss arrived at Pack House earlier than you guys,” Cyril said, settling with Hazel on the couch. It was apparent that they might be in for a long discussion today, and Hazel didn’t object. She sat quietly beside Cyril, listening to their conversation.

“That Voss guy probably won’t be completely supportive, will he?” Merric laughed. He knew how much Voss coveted Cyril’s Pack and continually taunted him.

“He offended Hazel,” Cyril’s expression turned serious. “We made a bet.”

Hazel recalled the wager, and her expression turned equally grave. In the match against Voss, she had to win; otherwise, Cyril would lose his life.

“What’s the bet?” Eric looked puzzled, and Mylixe frowned.

“If I win, Alpha Voss will send all his people to support us,” Hazel explained. “If I lose, Voss will kill Cyril.”

The expressions of everyone changed after Hazel said those words.

“Cyril, are you out of your mind?” Merric rushed towards Cyril, unable to believe what he’d heard. If it was Cyril against Voss, Merric felt that the outcome of this wager was a foregone conclusion; Cyril would undoubtedly defeat Voss soundly.

However, Merric didn’t know Hazel’s strength. She looked fragile and might be easily knocked down by Voss with a single punch. Although Merric had witnessed Voss’s battles with others, he wasn’t exactly a formidable Alpha, but he should be more than capable of handling Hazel.

“I believe Hazel can win,” Cyril spoke again.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Hazel managed a weak smile. In everyone’s eyes, she had little chance of winning, but Cyril’s confidence in her had always given her great courage.

“Cyril, this decision might be a bit reckless,” Mylixe spoke at the right moment, not outright opposing it. “We genuinely don’t know Hazel’s capabilities.”

“I will personally train her,” Cyril said calmly, with no hint of fear in his eyes.

“But this is no small matter,” Mylixe expressed her concern.

“We haven’t even agreed on the time for the match,” Cyril replied. “We have enough time.”

“Good luck,” Merric patted Cyril on the shoulder.

“So, when are you planning to schedule a match with Alpha Voss?” Mylixe inquired.

“When all the allies are gathered, that’s when the battle will take place,” Cyril’s gaze remained fixed on Hazel. He had to ensure there was enough time to train Hazel. While Alpha Voss might not be very powerful, his physical strength made it difficult for Hazel to win through sheer force. However, Hazel’s speed was her advantage, and she could leverage that.

“If you need any help, feel free to ask,” Mylixe looked at Cyril and Hazel. She could be sure that Cyril held Hazel in high regard because he was willing to stake his life on her, even though the odds of her winning were close to zero. This showed that Hazel was extraordinary to him.

Cyril nodded. He would personally train Hazel at his private estate. While Hazel had never defeated any Alpha before, she was the only one in the Pack who could spar with him.

“I’ve arranged your rooms. Theo will show you the way,” Cyril spoke again.

Alpha Merric and Alpha Eric were staying on the second floor of the Pack House, while Luna Mylixe had been assigned to the third floor.

“Follow me, please,” Theo, standing nearby, suddenly spoke.

Merric picked up his luggage and followed Theo, and Mylixe gave Hazel a smile before departing. Eric walked to the door, then turned back to Hazel, saying, “I believe you can win.”