Rebirth Of The Moon Goddess

The Welcome Ball 4

Dion stepped closer to his friend and whispered in a voice only the lykan could hear. "Zeonen, you can't hold this off any longer. Can't you see you're embarrassing Miss Eradine? You need to announce your engagement."

Zeonen just gave a noncommittal hum and absentmindedly looked around.

An intoxicating fragrance of spring flowers, ripe fruits, and the fresh scent of nature after a day of soothing rain entered his nostrils, teased his senses, and seeped into his heart.

Zeonen didn't know if it was just him, but the moment he got a waft of that scent, he felt a strange calm and peace, the likes of which he had never felt before, settle over him.

Dion was still grumbling beside him, uncomfortably shuffling his feet and smiling stiffly at the females throwing fervent glances at him, as he pushed Zeonen to make the announcement and put an end to the entire farce.

But Zeonen only gave him half an ear. His mind was somewhere else.

'What is that fragrance? Is it coming from the Dining Room?'

The scent of fruits and flowers, fresh rain and lush green leaves and grass tantalized, enticed, and lured him.

Like the enchantment of the olden days, it enthralled and captivated him.

In an almost trance-like state, Zeonen sniffed the air, his body instinctively moving of its own volition as he followed the trails of the scent.

"Your Majesty...? Hey, man! Where are you going?" Dion called out to him in an urgent whisper. But seeing the man not respond to him and head towards the Dining Hall, he cursed under his breath and hurriedly followed him.

The surrounding alphas and lunas watched them pass with question marks on their faces.

"Haha...Give us just a minute, everyone! Our Emperor needs something to quench his throat. You all made him talk and talk until his throat became dry!" Dion waved his hand good-naturedly, his little attempt to diffuse the atmosphere succeeded with his poor joke.

Restrained giggles and light chuckles resounded in the hall, and the unmated she-wolves and alphas immediately spewed out flattering remarks and imperceptibly fought over themselves to fall into step behind them.

"I'll accompany you, Your Majesty." Soft and gentle, the mellow voice froze the subtly competing youths in place. As the crisp sound of high heels clicking on the marble floor sounded behind them, the crowd wordlessly split apart, revealing Eradine's gentle features.

With a soft smile on her face, she gracefully made her way toward Dion and Zeonen.

What was interesting to note was how the Emperor's steps didn't even pause when his fiancé called out to him. Seeing the strange expressions on the crowd's faces, Dion sighed helplessly.

'He's hungry. Ok, but would it have killed him to tell me? I would've personally told the kitchen staff to serve the refreshments!'

Dion had so many complaints about his Emperor but he didn't dare to voice out even one of them as he obediently followed him like a little servant.

And it was in this strange atmosphere that the group of unmated alphas and she-wolves accompanied the Crescent Empire's Lykan Emperor, his Lykan Beta, and future Empress to the Dining Hall.

When Haily saw the approaching intimidating crowd, Yusria and kara were just making their way out of the Dining Hall.

"It's...it's the Emperor! Why are...why are...they here so soon?" Morgan stuttered.

She had barely managed to convince herself of her innocence in the drama about to unfold. But before she could even relax her posture, her fear resurfaced again upon seeing the Lykan Emperor.

What they did...will it really not implicate them?

"Shut up and calm down! Don't behave in a manner that will draw suspicion to us!" Haily fiercely growled.

Though she tried not to show it, the overwhelming aura of the Emperor made her confidence crumble.

The Emperor of the Eastern Empire.

What she did...will it really escape his scrutiny?

Haily couldn't help but panic and tremble in fear. She clenched her fists, doing her best to remain calm and control her breathing.

Yes...she couldn't draw suspicion to herself. She also needed to do something to ensure their scheme wouldn't backfire on them.

"Yusria, it's the emperor!" Kara shrieked and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Haily's eyes lit up, and she raised her head. Yusria and Kara stood on the other side of the entrance, close to the wall behind Morgan. They huddled together, trying to keep their presence low until the procession passed.

But at the sight of them, an evil smirk spread out on Haily's lips. She looked at Morgan, her brow rising and her head tilting, as she relayed a silent massage.

Morgan's eyes widened in disbelief and she stared at the other as if she had gone senile. But only for a brief moment. When she saw the group that was drawing closer, a resolute expression appeared on her face.

Morgan casually moved from her spot, moving to the other side of the entrance, as Haily stepped back, moved to the other side, and stealthily hid behind Yusria.

The moment the Lykan Emperor crossed the Dining Hall entrance, Haily decisively pushed Yusria, whose eyes were glossed over as if she had gone blind, into the arms of Emperor Zeonen.

Unaware of the malice behind her, Yusria was impatiently tapping her feet.

Her fists clenched and unclenched, a silver light flashing in the depths of her violet eyes, as she restlessly looked around.

Yusria felt scared.

Her heart was pounding in her chest as if she had run a mile. Her surroundings were blurry, swirls of neon colors swimming at the edges of her vision.

Without warning, her surroundings disappeared and she found herself falling into an endless abyss. Yusria wanted to scream. She wanted to shout and call out for help.

But her voice...

Her voice wouldn't come out!

As if a cotton pad was stuffed down her throat, her eyes teared, her head spun, and a suffocating feeling engulfed her heart.

Just when she thought she would succumb to death, a bright flare of light burst out from the depths of darkness and slammed into her.

She screamed her lungs out but the pain she was anticipating didn't come. Instead, she felt comfort and peace the likes of which she had never felt before.

"Mate?"