235: HIS TRUE INTENTION

HIS TRUE INTENTION

"As long as you can free your people and got your revenge, you didn't mind to turn into a lycan or a monster!" the sorcerer growled at Cane. "How ungrateful you are to tie me up like this now! Is it how you repaid me?!"1

It was right, he was the sorcerer, who had used dark magic on Cane and made him suffered in his lycan form every new moon, in exchanged of great power that could match a thousand of werewolves, that was how dangerous the lycan was.

This dark magic was even more dangerous than the one that Aria had inflicted on him, because the after effect of it should be carried by him for the rest of his life.

"How can you give me such power?" To think about it up to now, it was very suspicious for a random witch to help a slave like him to gain a power, which could change many people's lives.

Cane was so desperate at that time and he took blindly every chance that he could get to make things better for his people.

But, as a calculative person like him, he knew immediately there was something more into this once he got his grip, especially when this witch tried to run away from him. It was very obvious that he was trying to avoid him.

"Tell me the truth." Cane didn't raise his voice, neither he touched or tortured him to get his answer, but the sorcerer could feel chill ran down his spine to see those cold eyes. He felt like he was staring into the eyes of the lycan itself.

"What more do you want to know? I have explained to you about everything! I have warned you, but you were going for it anyway even after knowing the consequences!"

The sorcerer was right, but Cane's intuition told him there was more. "You will not run away from me, if you have nothing to hide."

"Why should I involve myself with you?" the sorcerer tilted his head, he feigned innocent, but Cane could see through his façade. "I am not interested to be one of your pawns, neither I want to get tangled into your complicated business."

Needless to say, from the sorcerer point of view, he knew Cane wouldn't stop only by taking back his pack and destroyed the Blue Moon pack, he had bigger aspiration and he didn't want to get involve, but then he already got involved ever since he helped him with the dark magic and he was the start of everything.

The sorcerer looked so smug because he thought Cane couldn't force him to say or do anything, but he clearly underestimated the alpha to think that way.

"I can pack you to the holy kingdom for using a dark magic," Cane said, which made the sorcerer started cussing at him again, but he let him to vent out his frustration and seeing how unresponsive Cane was, it only aggravated the sorcerer.

"You can't do that! do you want to die with me too?!" He snarled at Cane. "Do you really think the Serafim will let you off the hook for using the dark magic?!"

Cane tilted his head. "You used the dark magic, there is a proof for that, but there is no proof of me asking you to use it on me."

The sorcerer gasped in disbelieve, how cunning this alpha! He actually used the evidence of him being a lycan as a proof to get him hanged!

"Since I am a victim, I am sure I can get help from the Serafim to get rid of this lycan inside of me." If he was proven as a victim and didn't get involved willingly with the ritual of the dark magic, the Serafim had an obligation to help him. "That's idea is not bad," he muttered to himself, which annoyed the sorcerer.

"You blackmailed me!"

"I gave you an ultimatum," Cane corrected him. "What is your intention to put the lycan in me?"

"Because I am kind and I pitied you and your people," the sorcerer replied shamelessly. "That's why I helped you! That was the kindness of my heart!"

Cane felt embarrassed for him for what he said. "LEROS! CLAD!" he called the two spies that had tracked this sorcerer down. They were good hunters, gave them time and they would find what you wanted.

Leros and Clad entered the house when they heard their names were being called.

"Yes, alpha?" Leros and Clad stood a little bit in front of Iris, who was reading half of the conversation, because she couldn't read what Cane said, since he had his back against her.

"Find the earliest ship to the Andel continent and bring him straight to the Holy Kingdom," Cane said. This could be a bluff, but if the sorcerer went through with this, he was fully prepared with the incoming crisis.

After all, if you used dark magic, there would be traces on you, no matter how many years had passed. Someone like Serafim with a divine power could tell that for sure and the punishment for the magic user was a death sentence.

"NO! NO! WAIT! WAIT!" The sorcerer panicked, he thrashed his body to avoid Leros and Clad, though the two of them didn't know their conversation and was curious why they needed to send him to the Holy Kingdom, but they wouldn't ask anything about it. "I will tell you! I will tell you!"

Right now, he was powerless, he was running out of the magic stone and without it, he couldn't do anything.

"I said I will tell you! Stop this!" the sorcerer was angry. He hated these two people, because they were the one, who caught him and put away his magic stone.

Seeing he was ready to talk, Cane waved his hand to send Leros and Clad away. "Talk," he said callously, once the two spies had gone.

"What is that?" The sorcerer pointed his finger at Iris.

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