“We royal family only need the strong werewolf!”
King Black's low but penetrating voice brought a complete silence to the noisy trial field. One could hear a pin drop. Then it was like throwing a big stone into the tranquil waters of the lake, and another round of noisy and heated discussion started again.
Donna was quite clear and satisfied with the situation, and a hint of a smile appeared on her lips.
The Lycan King was really true to his name, doing anything cruelly and mercilessly. With an iron fist, he quickly dealt with the matter of Donna and the Council of Elders and set rules for the elders of the organizing committee, who were trying to overstep his authority. He also wanted to give the Alpha Council of Elders an adequate warning that they should never provoke the rules of the royal family.
Donna was clear how difficult it was to deal with the Alpha Council of Elders which was made up of the former stepped-down Alphas. They had caused a lot of trouble for every generation of the Lycan King. And Black's heavy blow this time killed two birds with one stone. Not only did he help Donna get out of the awkward situation, but he also built up his prestige.
The elder of the organizing committee looked pale and drawn, his lips trembling. He could not say a word under the pressure of the king’s great power and authority. He knew perfectly well that his unauthorized ruling was a felony.
A bold reporter took the lead in asking questions: “Your Majesty! Do you know Miss Donna personally? Is your presence today related to her?”
Black slightly raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly: “I only know the rules, and I must maintain these rules which were formulated by the royal family.”
Donna immediately understood what he meant: he wanted to distance himself from the matter and gave her a free hand. She looked at the countless inquiring eyes, her gray-blue eyes sharp and calm.
"I have never met King Black before, personally or in public." Her voice was cold and clear, "I'm extremely grateful to Your Majesty for doing justice here today."
After saying these words, she used her fingertips to pick up a wisp of wolf hair of her opponent from her shoulder and dropped it on the ground.
She paused, her eyes quickly sweeping over those reporters who were still holding high the recording crystal, and her tone suddenly became stern: "As for the disgusting sex scandal of Alpha Hanson and his mistress Monica, as well as those who attempt to cover up the truth, I swear solemnly that I will let them pay for it. They will get the punishment and trial they deserve! I believe you will know everything by then.
With these words, Donna shook off the reporters and suddenly turned and headed for the side door at the arena.
Just out of the passageway and away from the hustle and bustle, she saw a magic-powered luxury car pulling up silently in front of her. The car was black with beautiful smooth lines. When you saw it, you would know what the low-key luxury meant. A sedate royal court guard dressed in civilian clothes bowed and opened the door for her.
Donna knew full well that Black was waiting for her. She nodded slightly and got into the car.
When the heavy car door was closed, it completely shut itself off from all the noise of the outside world.
The interior of the car was spacious, and it was filled with a smell of cold and clean pine mixed with leather. She had just gone through fierce fighting and confrontation, and at the moment she hadn't fully recovered from the battle, so the air in this closed space seemed to have some combat flavor.
Black leaned against the big and wide seat on the other side of the car, his eyes falling on her. His deep dark eyes now seemed even darker than usual.
He could clearly perceive the unique womanliness of her cold charm and hot vitality, which aroused some instinct in his body. But he tried to resist his impulse with his great willpower, and he still remained cool, calm, and frosty as he had always been.
“It seems that the trouble which you have made for Hanson and the elders of the Red Moon Pack is much greater than they have expected.” Black started to break the silence, looking at Donna with his head facing her. God knew whether it was a kind of admiration or just a plain statement.
Donna met his eyes, and her gray-blue eyes shone with coldness and intelligence. She didn't try to avoid making eye contact with King Black. She thought to herself: "This is just the beginning, and what I want is to take anything away from Hanson, anything he cherishes and depends on, including his Alpha position."
She leaned over slightly, her eyes burning at Black: "I will take back the Red Moon Pack from the rotten old men and the despicable betrayers. And when I control the pack, it will always remain loyal to your royal family. I suppose this is something that Your Majesty would like to see, right?"
Her remarks were bold, straightforward, and full of scheme and ambition, but they hit the point. The king intended to destroy the old forces and carry out reform. What Donna had said showed that she was of great value to the royal family, and she was the king's best ally.
Black clearly saw the determination and ambition in her eyes, which made her very aggressive as if she were again fighting in the trial field. Her beautiful eyes were as bright as the burning flame.
"Sounds good." He commented with a flat tone, but his wolf suddenly appeared in the car. The wolf had bright black hair and a huge body, almost twice as big as Freya. It was like a hill. Close to Donna's face was a wolf snout extremely enthusiastic.
Donna and the wolf gazed at each other. His eyeballs were black and seemed to have a golden ring around them, which made his eyes like deep whirlpools as if they could swallow her soul. No other wolf had ever given Donna such a feeling, and the feeling that he gave her was very special.
He was quite special. Freya affirmed Donna's feelings in her heart.
"Hey, you…"
Donna couldn't help but reach out her hand to touch the wolf, but she was interrupted by Black's light cough.
"His name is Norton." Black introduced his wolf and went on to the unfinished topic. "Your plan... Do you need my help?"
"Not for the moment, Your Majesty." She shook her head and looked at his deep eyes, which were exactly the same as his wolf's. "This is my battlefield, but I hope you can allow me to borrow your 'power and authority' when I need it." She said tentatively, with her fingertips touching the flowing long hair of the black wolf.
Black’s lip corner was bent slightly upward and said: “Yes.”
Without saying anything more, Donna took out her communication crystal and tried to contact Nancy.
“Leader?” Nancy’s voice came over, in a state of suppressed excitement.
"Nancy, please execute our plans right now." Donna said softly, "Please keep a close eye on Hanson's counterattack and protect our people, and it is of vital importance to perfect the evidence chain and choose the right timing."
“Got it!”
At the end of the call, Donna put away the communication crystal, but her body did not completely relax. She laid her head gently on the back of the chair, closed her eyes, and began to think about the plan next.
Somehow, she could feel Black's eyes still on her, and occasionally the black wolf Norton's tail swept across her calves. She again felt the affection Black had given her, but now she felt something new...
It’s so strong! Much better than Hanson’s dog! And he likes us! Look at his tail! Ha-ha! Freya said to Donna in her mind.
Donna ended her brief relaxation. She opened her eyes and looked straight at the man sitting beside her, with an air of warriors challenging their opponents, very directly.
Black and Donna looked at each other affectionately, his Adam’s apple rolled, and his deep voice broke the silence: “What are your plans…tonight?”
Donna was clear what he was referring to: their first wedding night. She replied calmly: "We are already married, aren't we? Your Majesty. Naturally, we should sleep together."
With these words, the air in the car was suddenly filled with something different.