Chapter 47: Old man ii

Hazel looked at Janet with confusion, still trying to understand what she had just heard. "Isn’t the High Priest older than him?" she added.

Janet immediately laughed. "No. Alpha Caius is the oldest, followed by Beta Ethan."

"Whoa..." Hazel’s eyes widened as she looked in the direction Caius had disappeared. "Really?" Still difficult to believe.

Janet nodded with a smile. "The High Priest is the third oldest, so Alpha Caius is actually more than a hundred years older than her."

Hazel’s mouth slowly opened. Then she pointed at herself in disbelief. "My mate is an old man?" He knew he’s ancient but never think he would be older than Lady Mira.

Janet covered her mouth, trying not to laugh. Hazel placed both hands on her head and started walking around in frustration. "Ahhh! This is bad. I have bad taste!"

Janet’s shoulders shook. "Hazel you..."

"I’m very sure he isn’t romantic!" Hazel continued without listening to her. "In fact, he probably doesn’t even know how to kiss!"

Janet finally laughed out loud.

Hazel turned toward her. "Why are you laughing? This is serious matter! I’m telling you!"

She suddenly clapped her hands as another thought entered her head. "Damn! I’m very sure he is inexperienced and doesn’t know how to handle a woman!"

Janet raised an eyebrow. Hazel looked completely convinced by her own theory.

"No wonder he hates mates! Why am I only finding this out now?"

She remembered the strange feeling she had experienced earlier when their eyes met, and for a moment, she had felt something she could not explain.

But now she understood. Or at least, she thought she did.

’ That spark must have only been from me.’

A normal wolf would never ignore something like that if they were truly attracted to their mate, but Caius seemed to have no reaction to her at all. The only emotion he seemed to understand was anger.

Hazel’s confidence grew. "Even if I walked in front of him without any clothes, he probably wouldn’t feel anything."

Janet’s eyes widened. "Hazel!"

"What?" She rolled her eyes.

"You shouldn’t say things like that so casually!"

Hazel shrugged. "I’m just being realistic." Then she started leaving. then she heard Janet said.

"Look, you better don’t challenge his responsibility as a man"

" What responsibility did he have?" She was still complaining when she reached another part of the palace, and Hazel suddenly stopped after seeing the Fae Queen standing nearby.

Her eyes widened. She quickly straightened herself and bowed "Your Majesty."

The Fae Queen smiled warmly.

"I thought you had already left." Hazel said.

"We were about to," the Fae Queen replied. "But I wanted to see something before leaving."

Her eyes moved over Hazel from head to toe.

Hazel became slightly uncomfortable.

The Fae Queen smiled and nodded "I knew it. You are no ordinary wolf."

Hazel blinked. "Pardon?"

The Fae Queen chuckled softly. "You are here by her wish. Someone granted you "

Hazel immediately knew who she was talking about. "The moon goddess?"

The Fae Queen nodded. "Tsk, tsk. Your moon goddess certainly has favorites."

Hazel did not know what to say. The moon goddess said it’s her wish...what wish?

The Fae Queen stepped closer and lowered her voice. "Take care of your mate. He is getting weaker, and you already know what you have to do."

Hazel’s rolled her eyes. Before she could ask another question, the Fae Queen simply smiled and turned away.

" He’s just a big angry baby.." she added.

"Wait!" Hazel wanted to ask what she meant, but the Fae Queen had already started walking away.

Hazel remained standing there, confused. A little farther away, Rita was hiding behind one of the large pillars.

She sighed. Maybe the Fae Queen knows something about Hazel. But before Rita could leave, she suddenly frowned.

A maid had approached Hazel. "Ma’am, do you need anything?" The maid smiled warmly.

Rita’s eyes narrowed. Something about the woman felt strange. She could not explain it, but the energy around the maid did not feel normal.

Rita watched carefully as Hazel began talking to the maid comfortably. She almost walked over to stop them, but then she hesitated.

If the woman really was dangerous, Rita needed to know what she wanted first. The maid smiled at Hazel. "You can always come to me if you need anything."

Hazel nodded. "Ohhh....okay"

The maid suddenly leaned closer."Especially if you want to capture His Majesty’s heart."

Hazel stared at her in confusion. She sighed. "I don’t need help with that."

Before she could walk away, the maid gently grabbed her arm."You do."

Hazel looked at her suspiciously. "I know some tips."

Hazel hesitated. She knew she probably should not listen, but curiosity got the better of her.

"What kind of tips?"

The maid smiled. "Come with me."

Rita watched them disappear around the corner. Her eyes narrowed. Something is definitely wrong with that woman.

But she still did not move. There was something familiar about her energy, and Rita wanted to figure it out before exposing her.

.....

Few minutes later

Caius stood in the throne hall with Rita and several guards.

His expression had become unusually serious. He looked at the guards. "What do you mean the coffin isn’t there anymore?"

One of the guards immediately bowed. "Your Majesty, we searched the entire area, but we couldn’t find it."

Caius’s eyes became cold.

Rita sighed and nodded. "I can’t even sense its presence." She closed her eyes for a moment and tried to feel the remaining magic.

Nothing. Not even a trace. "That doesn’t make sense," Rita muttered.

Caius looked toward her. "You are very certain?"

Rita nodded "If the coffin were still nearby, I would be able to sense some of its magic, especially because it held you for two hundred years."

She opened her eyes. "If we knew it was still useful, we should have carried it with us immediately after you woke up."

Caius remained silent. His eyes slowly darkened. Someone had taken the coffin. And whoever had taken it knew exactly what it was.

Rita folded her arms. "Your Majesty, there is something worse. The person who took it may also know how important it is to your curse."

The room became completely silent. Caius’s fingers tightened around the armrest. For two hundred years, that coffin had been his prison.

Now someone had taken it. And Caius had a feeling that they had not taken it for no reason.