Chapter 618: A Piece Of History


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    Yarin’s POV:


    My mom had wanted to send Kara’s body back to the Lycan pack, but the Silver Moon Pack was still in a mess that she did not know when to solve, so Kara’s body could only wait.


    The weather was getting hotter. To prevent the body from dposing, my mom held a small memorial service in the Silver Moon Pack and cremated Kara, waiting for the day she would bring her back to her hometown.


    By the time this was over, three days had passed.


    Heller’s wound healed slowly and causedplications. Doctors gave him more drugs and intensive examinations, and we couldn’t find any opportunity to exploit loopholes. Even at night, nurses came for rounds every half an hour.


    Lily could not be seen, and Alfred did not return after that. 1 tried to contact her on my phone, but there was no response.


    Aunt Teresa had grounded her. Why? Could it be that the conflict between the mother and daughter had escted to a point where Aunt Teresa did not even allow Lily to have contact with the outside world?


    1 should have gone to the manor to look, but 1 was currently a patient. Although the wound in my throat had almost healed, my parents thought the hospital was rtively safe now and didn’t allow me to run around.


    After a few days of hunting, a few terrorists were captured, but it was said that they were just insignificant minions and did not even know who their true leader was.


    Even more frightening was that they were registered in the household registration system. They had lived in the Silver Moon Pack for at least three years, but none of them were werewolves. They were all humans; their friends and neighbors knew nothing about them.


    “This is strange. They are all adults. Has no one ever wondered why they don’t have wolves?” I melted into a t lump under the sun and said, “We can’t all be Southern Dukes, can we? Werewolves that are born without wolves were rare, and there are even fewer who lost their wolves after birth.”


    Heller was sunbathing beside me. He grabbed a handful of me and put me down. Watching me melting like sticine, he said disdainfully, “There are still ten minutes before the checkup time. Be careful.”


    The days in the hospital were very dull. I had nothing to do, so 1 often took advantage of the fact that no one was around to melt and spread myself out in the sun. This was considered daily training to make up for my shorings.


    However, I couldn’t let my parents know. They would think this was not conducive to my recovery, even if 1 was healthy now.


    Heller’s face was pale. The sunlight was dazzling. He was toozy to move, so he closed his eyes.


    1 returned to my human form and reached out to block the sunlight for him. 1 asked, “Are you listening to me?”


    He nodded.


    “The police specte that the terrorists haven’t left yet. It’s precisely because they can’t leave that they’ve put in these hidden forces for a long time to cover themselves. These people didn’t know anything. They had only blended into the crowd on the day of the Moonlight Festival to confuse the public. They didn’t know about the explosion and car ident in the square.”


    1bed through the news 1 had heard from my parents over the past few days.


    “But they are also significant. These people had lived in the Silver Moon Pack for a long time. They had jobs and social circles; some were even married. This familiarized them with the Silver Moon Pack and constantly provided relevant information to the Lily of the Valley. This time, the terrorists had been able to sneak in through theyers of security and ‘contributed significantly’.”


    “But this is very strange. The attack on the Lily of the Valley could be revenge for the Silver Moon Pack’s smuggling case. But werewolves and humans have never interfered with each other before, so why did it target the Silver Moon Pack so early?


    “They even went to great lengths to nt spies in the Silver Moon Pack. You have to know that even the human government had not decided to establish diplomatic rtions with the werewolves back then. Many humans did not even know that they had a foreign neighbor.”


    Werewolves and humans had been residents of thisnd since ancient times.


    As time passed, some races gradually sanctioned themselves off. For example, the elves did notmunicate with other races.


    Some races, such as werewolves, had a smaller reproduction range and gradually closed off their borders, onlymunicating with a few friendly races.


    Humans were an exception. They were rtively more open-minded but considered ‘isted’ in therger environment.


    As a result, humans gradually stopped interacting with other races. After thousands of years, many people even believed that races such as werewolves, elves, and dwarves were just myths and legends mixed in ancient history.


    Most governments of human countries knew they had a few foreign neighbors around them, but they had always minded their own business. The few parties had always ignored each other.


    The reason was veryplicated. For example, as the human poption increased, the supernatural races fell into a predicament of having no sessors. As humans became more and more powerful with the development of science and technology, the supernatural races realized that they were only mortal bodies in the face of guns.


    It was undeniable that humans always had the upper hand on Earth regardless of poption, territory, or other factors.


    However, the werewolves could not keep their eyes closed forever. My mom believed it was time to open up, or the werewolves would only fall further behind and face a greater survival crisis.


    In short, the grand opening policy had begun. Malicious gazes were hidden in the shadows along with hope and opportunity..