Fated To The Cursed Werewolf King

The old demon woman struggled to breathe as she lay on the ground. The golden chains had wrapped around her body, and the light surrounding them was slowly eating away at her dark energy.

She tried to raise her wooden staff, but her hands were too weak to move.

Lady Mira forced herself up stood a few steps again. She had used too much power during the fight, but she wasn’t ready to let the demon woman escape.

The old woman raised her head and looked at her with surprise. ”You are really not a pure wolf...” she managed to say. ”Your mother isn’t a wolf, is she?”

Lady Mira raised a brow. ”Of course, she isn’t. But I have more wolf blood than anything else, unlike my sister, who is almost not a wolf.”

She slowly moved closer to the demon woman, looking down at her with a small smile.

The old demon woman coughed, and blood came from the corner of her mouth.

Lady Mira chuckled. ”I heard your army was beaten mercilessly in the human world.”

The demon woman narrowed her eyes.

”Well, my sister is in charge of the company in the human world, along with other wolves you demons and witches don’t even know about.” Lady Mira shook her head. ”You should be thankful Caius doesn’t want to kill your king because of their history. Otherwise, your people would have been wiped out long ago.”

The demon woman’s expression changed. She tried to speak, but Lady Mira raised her hand before she could say anything else.

A small golden circle appeared above her palm. It slowly expanded, and a strange spirit emerged from it. Its body was covered in golden light, and its face was difficult to see.

The spirit turned toward the demon woman. ”kill her” Lady Mira ordered.

The spirit stretched out its hand, and a golden light shot through the demon woman’s chest.

Her eyes widened. A weak sound escaped her lips before her body finally became still.

The golden chains disappeared, and the spirit returned to Lady Mira’s palm before vanishing.

Lady Mira stood there for a moment, trying to catch her breath. She had won, but she could feel how much energy the battle had taken from her.

”Old bones,” she muttered, rubbing her shoulder. ”I really need to stop fighting people who are younger than me.”

She turned toward the battlefield.

The war was still going on, although the demons were beginning to lose their numbers. Several bodies were scattered across the ground, and the surviving Demon Lords were struggling to keep their remaining soldiers together.

The white witches fighting alongside the wolves were also busy dealing with the dark witches. Their white energy clashed with the black spells thrown at them, creating bright flashes across the battlefield.

One of the white witches raised both hands, sending a powerful wave of light toward three dark witches. They tried to escape, but white chains appeared from the ground and wrapped around their legs.

Before they could break free, the light swallowed them.

Another dark witch released a black bird made of energy, but a white witch summoned a giant eagle that caught it in the air. Their powers collided, creating a loud explosion above the battlefield.

The wolves continued fighting the remaining demons.

Even though the enemy army had lost many soldiers, nobody was relaxing. There were still dangerous creatures among them, and one careless mistake could cost someone their life.

However, something strange began to happen.

The air around the battlefield suddenly became cold.

At first, it was only a small change, but within seconds, the temperature dropped so much that even the wolves began to notice it. Their breaths turned into white clouds, and the ground beneath their feet started becoming covered with a thin layer of ice.

A few demons stopped fighting and looked around in confusion. ”What is happening?”

One of them tried to move forward, but his feet became trapped in the freezing ground.

The cold continued spreading. Ethan, who had just finished throwing a demon away, turned his head toward the castle. His brows came together as he watched the strange ice forming around the battlefield.

Alexander noticed his expression. ”The lake doing ?” he asked in surprise.

Ethan frowned. ”I don’t think so.”

He looked toward the castle again. Caius had already told the lake that they would fight the enemy themselves. He had no reason to interfere with the battle now, especially when the wolves were already handling the remaining demons.

”Then what is causing this?” Alexander asked.

Ethan didn’t answer immediately.

He could feel a strange energy spreading through the air. It wasn’t the same as the power of the lake, and it wasn’t dark energy either.

It was something else. He looked toward the direction of the secret chamber.

.....

In front of the secret chamber, Lydia stared at Rita in disbelief.

The flames that had been surrounding her body were slowly dying.

She had tried to use her fire energy to destroy the water Rita had summoned, but something was wrong. The water was no longer moving like ordinary water. It was becoming colder with every second.

A thin layer of ice began forming across the ground.

Lydia took a step backward. ”What is this?”

Blood was coming from Rita’s nose, and her breathing had become heavier. She had been using too much energy, but instead of stopping, she slowly rolled her hands.

The water in front of her began twisting. One part rose into the air, while another spread across the ground. Within seconds, several sharp weapons formed from the freezing water.

Lydia’s eyes widened. ”Ice?” she murmured in disbelief. Lydia stared at the weapons floating around her. ”You can bend ice?”

Rita tilted her head moved her fingers, and the sharp ice weapons turned toward Lydia. The ground around them continued freezing. Even the stones and walls began to gather a thin layer of ice, while the air became so cold that Lydia could see her own breath.

Lydia raised her hands, trying to summon another flame. A small red light appeared in her palm, but before it could grow, the cold energy swept toward her and weakened it.

Her expression changed.