Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 1308
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
I had thought that Rufus would be able to handle the vampires without me.
But when the frightened soldier told me that Rufus was still fighting with Hubson, I immediately abandoned the idea of running away. I needed to rush to Rufusâ side and help him.
Why did Hubson suddenly come to the palace anyway? For decades, he had been skulking around the border, only taking action in that area.
As far as I knew, Hubson was a cautious person who wouldnât act so recklessly unless something forced him to do something drastic.
I ran towards the palace gate in a state of agitation, but then suddenly remembered that I had left Murray in the dust. So I turned back and said, âOld man, follow the small path behind you and at the end, youâll see a grove. Go through the grove and head south to the back door of the palace. There are fewer guards there, and there probably arenât any vampires. Youâll be able to sneak out of the palace when the guards change shifts.â Murray snorted indignantly. âWell, thank you, I guess.â
Watching his unceremonious departure, I smiled helplessly, not knowing if weâd ever meet again. Perhaps this would be the last time.
But I had no time to waste here. I quickly transformed into a wolf and sprinted to Rufusâ location at top speed.
When I arrived, Rufus was in the middle of a fierce battle with Hubson, and it was difficult to tell who had the upper hand. The scene was total chaos.
Hubsonâs men were also fighting with wolf soldiers.
To my surprise, I found that Hubson looked much older. In the past five years, 1 had met him several times, but back then, he had already recovered from the Black Death Curse and looked handsome and strong, not like now.
Did the curse relapse? Was that why he recklessly trespassed into werewolf territory? I had a vague guess, but I didnât have the time to dwell on it. I immediately rushed to Rufusâ side to help him out.
Hubsonâs vampires all had special abilities, and their attacks were very strong.
Although werewolves had an absolute advantage in speed and strength, they couldnât fight against the vampiresâ bolts of lightning or clouds of mist, On the battlefield, vampires were far more shameless, cunning, and despicable than wizards.
At least, wizards needed time to recuperate for their spells, but vampires constantly used their abilities, which was overwhelming. Luckily, most of these abilities werenât lethal.
More and more wolf soldiers joined the fight. At this point, victory could only be achieved by outnumbering the enemy.
My presence relieved the pressure on Rufus somewhat, and Hubson gradually fell into a disadvantage. His black cloak was ripped off by my claws, revealing his balding head.
I was Shocked for a moment. âHubson, how come youâve aged so quickly?â
âWhat do you think?â Hubson growled, his sharp eyes meeting mine. He picked up his cloak and put it back on. Then without warning, he suddenly attacked me. I was caught off-guard, and his attack was very fierce almost suicidal Ignoring Rufusâ claws, he kept relentlessly attacking me.
I desperately dodged his blows while a bad feeling took residence in my stomach. Hubsonâs curse mustâve come back, and he mustâve figured out that Noreen had resurrected.
In addition, he brazenly attacked the royal palace. Could it be that he was looking for Noreen?
Damn! I couldnât let him know Noreenâs whereabouts!
My mind was racing, and in a brief moment of distraction, Hubson seized the opportunity to attack me from a different angle. Rufus shouted beside me,
âWatch out! Hubson wants to use your b***d to find Noreen!â Horrified, I immediately thought of Beryl!
But it was too late. Hubson quickly sidestepped behind me, and before I could turn around to defend myself, his sharp nails ruthlessly slashed a piece of flesh from my arm.