Fated Reborn: The Wolf King's Bride novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Danus pov

“I bet the lady will be really surprised when she sees her room and her closet. Hehe,” Cassian laughed heartily as he more inta a piece of cris van with his teeth, grinning wide. “I told Sandra to add a TV since the king asked me to tell her to arrange the room so she wouldn’t have to go out often. So sad. put a TV and buy the most expensive clothes for her!”

“Really? That’s kind of you, beta Cassian. I’m sure the lady will be happy,” Drake responded with a smile.

Zayn nodded in agreement as he reached for his glass of wine.

“That is indeed nice.”

My eyes flickered from the pig in front of me back to Zayn, narrowing slightly.

Zayn was a doctor from my pack. People called him the prestigious high pack doctor, praised for both his calm aura and striking appearance At first, I hadn’t paid him much attention–he was like everyone else, fading into the background the moment I laid eyes on them.

Even when Cassian recommended he stay at the packhouse and said I should reward him for his talent, I hadn’t cared

But now… as I watched him, I remembered that she–wolf asking about him during the last dinner at the Emberfang Pack, and for some reason, I couldn’t help but find him irritating to look at.

However, as I narrowed my gaze on him, I couldn’t help but frown. He was unlike most men I had met before and that was surprising coming from me, especially with how many I’d encountered over the centuries.

As he silently ate, I found myself noting again how quiet and composed he always was… and how skilled he was with medicine.

He seemed like a talented man, someone who deserved to stay in the packhouse, just as Cassian had said.

But what truly made him stand out to me… was his aura.

Even now, as I stared at the calm green hue swirling faintly around him, I could feel it–brimming just beneath the surface. It was nearly as strong as Cassian’s… as Drake’s. And yet, somehow, it felt even stronger. Like it was being suppressed. Restrained. As though there was more power hidden than what met the eye.

Werewolves had auras, each with distinct colors, varying from white and purple to green. The strength of the aura often signified the strength of the individual.

Most couldn’t see them unless the aura was intentionally released to assert dominance or force submission. But for someone like me–who had lived for hundreds of years, I could see them clearly, always. I could measure strength with a glance.

Cassian’s aura was fiery red flames dancing around him.

Drake had deep blue.

That she–wolf from earlier–hers had been pure white, which made sense considering she was a white–blooded breed.

Before, I hadn’t paid much attention to his aura. I’d avoided looking too closely, mostly because I didn’t like seeing those flames on people

But now that I was paying attention…

His aura was definitely being restricted. And the question was–why? Why would he suppress it, and for what reason?

My aura was black. I restricted mine because if I didn’t, it made those around me uncomfortable. After centuries of living, my aura had grown strong enough to dominate others even without me trying.

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Chapter 100

“I did good, right, my king? I really want the lady to feel comfortable here and get closer to you. You know, something tells me that strar sin erarni you this packhouse will finally feel lively again,” Cassian said, turning to me with a bright smile, clearly expecting praise,

But I simply ignored him. I didn’t even spare him a glance. Instead, I directed my words at Zayn.

“You’re not originally from this pack, are you?” I asked, my voice devoid of emotion.

Yet it was enough to silence everyone and bring the room to a halt as I fixed my gaze on Zayn.

He looked up at me, blinking in confusion–clearly surprised that I had addressed him. But after a brief moment, he composed himself, set his spoon down on the table, and nodded.

“Yes, my king. I was not originally from this pack, but Beta Cassian brought me here after discovering my

lent, he explained with a calm, petite sme

As I glanced at the aura swirling around him, I noticed how gently it moved. It wasn’t fiery or aggressive like the ones I was used to seeing, it was calm Subtle.

I tilted my head, saying nothing, narrowing my gaze on him.

“Yes, he’s right, my king,” Cassian cut in with a note of mild confusion, likely surprised that I was paying attention to Zayn at all.

“Even from our pack, I had already heard about him. I got your permission that day to bring him here as a doctor. Is… is something wrong?

1 flicked my gaze toward Cassian and frowned.

I gave him my permission?

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