An Unexpected Patron

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Clarissa's POV

A couple of days later after the wolves who were selected were settled in, we were taken to see a very important person before being able to meet the king. I will not be able to meet him because apparently, the person who took me in doesn't want me to become a secret guard instead, he wants me to work alongside him. I had no choice but to accept. I'll just have to work hard and climb the positions until I can be close to the King.

My patron's name is Alaric Maximillian Duncan, a very important personality of the royal family, though discarded because of his miscreants but he is very close to the King. I accepted because he will be of use to me. I must keep every one of importance within my range so that I can access them and use them whenever I require.

He is not here with me today and even on that day, he just declared his wishes and then left. His assistant took me to the new place where I'm staying right now and for other information, he said that His Highness will tell me after I officially become a part of this pack.

Today, the General didn't accompany us but the Royal Gamma and all Elders led by Elodia Evergreen went with us. That old woman was in disbelief when she first saw me with the group and almost yelled at the Royal Gamma but when she heard the name of Alaric Maximillian Duncan, she quieted down but her lips pursed and her face stocked red with anger. She was seething in rage but at the same time staying very cautious of me. Obviously, you'll be afraid of those who are stronger and mysterious to you.

We were no longer ordered to wear masks and use fake names but we were ordered to never talk about our former packs. Our family will be moved in with us if we want but they must also abide by the rules of never revealing our former pack identities to anyone except the King. We were currently taken to meet a person before being officially admitted to this pack. Looks like our test is still not over.

The Royal Gamma brought us inside the palace gates. Up close, the palace looks even more repulsive. It's so close yet, I can't just cause a rampage and find out what I need and get the hell out of here. There are too many eyes. There are too many powerful warriors. I, alone will not be enough. Also, I don't know if I will find any useful information either. The only person I know who holds the key is the King and he won't hand out the information even if he is threatened. I need to do this carefully and as planned.

Sighing, I looked away to restrain myself but my eyes met Elodia's who was looking at me wide-eyed. The minute my eyes met hers, she quickly looked away shocked. I looked at other people and no one seemed to mind me but she didn't look good. I wonder what happened to her now. Did my emotions of angst and hatred slip on my face?

I don't think so. My face is always as blank as a white sheet of paper.

Ignoring her, I focused back on the Royal Gamma who spoke a word or two about which way is what while he took us all the way from the front of the palace gates to the very back and towards a discreet building. The building was very old and in a very bad shape to the point where the bricks were falling off. It looked nothing in comparison to all the spotless buildings we have seen on the way.

The Royal Gamma entered the building and took us through the long empty corridor. It was covered in dust and spider webs with paint peeling off the walls. There was not a single soul in sight. I wonder if this person is so important to consider our admittance to this pack, then why is he living here in such a torn-down place?

The Royal Gamma took us to a door hidden in the shadows of the light penetrating from outside. Beyond the door was a set of staircase but instead of taking us upstairs, it took us downstairs. It's a secret room, no doubt. The person is an even bigger secret, I guess.

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