Chapter 211
Ivan
"The boy was just eighteen when he was killed," the guard said.
I looked at the boy lying on the ground. His eyes were closed, as if he were sleeping. Death had taken him last night. He was killed because his father supported Vladimir.
With snow falling in the castle this morning, it would be hard for the body to be burned, as was the tradition of Lycans. Instead, he would be buried.
The guards closed in, wrapping the boy in a coarse cloth, and carried him away to be buried.
"This is very wrong on the rivals' side," I said, rubbing my gloved hands. "The boy knew nothing about the war."
"This is the main reason the King wants to rid them all from Vlék̇hut," the guard said.
When I didn't respond, he continued speaking.
"You know, not so many years ago, you were full of chaos," the Alpha wolf said. "You wanted to destroy anyone who didn't bow to Vladimir as King."