NovelEnglishChapter 340 A Taste of Poison Dream gave her an approving look.
"That's right! But let's cat first-it's not that big of a deal." Tessa clearly didn't believe her.
Dream linked arms with her affectionately.
4.5 98% +8 Pearls "Relax! Big sis would never hurt you." She tugged Tessa over to an empty table and called for a waiter.
Beautiful women were just like that-every move they made, even flagging down a waiter, was effortlessly charming.
"Hey gorgeous, we haven't eaten either. How about we join you?" Before the waiter even arrived, a few young men in custom-tailored suits surrounded them. Faint, unhealed bite marks peeked out from under the gold chains at their throats-classic nouveau riche werewolves, the kind who got rich trafficking human organs on the black market.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSince their real business for the night hadn't even started yet, Dream didn't want to make a scene. She gave a subtle smile, releasing a trace amount of her confusion-inducing pheromones. "Sorry, boys-we're already meeting someone." "Con, don't be like that..." One of the men leaned in, the cheap tequila scent of his pheromones barely masking the stench of blood in his bones.
Tessa frowned slightly.
The moment Dream saw her expression, she knew Tessa was running out of patience.
If she didn't deal with these guys now, Tessa would do it herself-and that would ruin the night.
Dream immediately shot a glance toward the corner. Two stray werewolves stepped forward, each wearing a silver collar and branded on the neck with the word "Tamed" in spellscript. They grabbed the young men. like they were kittens.
"Hey! Where are you taking us?" "You said you wanted to eat, right? Let's go together..." Their protests were cut short as the bodyguards bared their shimmering wolf claws. The men were dragged to a distant table, seated beside several battle- scarred warriors with pointed ears-the veteran enforcers. Night Guild kept around for cleanup.
Dream shook her head. "You're still the same." So impatient with everything.
Tessa just wanted to eat in peace. "You'd better hope your surprise is actually worth it," Hearing that, Dream immediately swore, "Don't worry. It definitely will be!" Sure enough, they were only halfway through the meal when a plain-looking man walked in, carrying at password-protected briefcase.
The moment Dream saw him, she pulled out her phone and showed Tessa his picture.
1/2 12:10 Inu, 22 May Chapter 340 A Taste of Poison 98% +8 Pearls "See him? That's the guy. The one every werewolf in Montedra has a bounty out for. Codename: S. Even the International Werewolf SWAT team can't touch him." Tessa frowned.
She knew it-there was no way Dream called her here just to hang out.
So that's why Ethan and the others were in Falindale too-because of this drug lord.
In the werewolf world, drug lords were the lowest of the low-vermin to be crushed.
The drug they trafficked, Heartrot Resin, was made using taboo moonshade herbs and refined through black sorcery. It twisted werewolf instincts into something monstrous.
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On full moon nights, a dealer only had to mix their saliva into the resin.
Anyone who ingested it would have their gene chain corrupted by dark magic, identifying the dealer as their "one and only Alpha." In extrcases, they'd enter a frenzy and rip their own kin to shreds. Worse, the howls of the afflicted carried embedded commands-dark incantations that spread like a plague, luring more werewolves into the bloodbath.
Once, a tribal chief had used Heartrot Resin to grow his power, unleashing the "Three Nights of Blood": hundreds of manipulated werewolves awoke O from the frenzy to find their claws soaked in the blood of their own pups. They hurled themselves into silver mines in collective suicide. Trust within the werewolf race was shattered beyond repair. Now, the Werewolf Council enforced the Silverfang Decree-anyone caught dealing Heartrot Resin would be skinned alive and have their nerves ripped out.
But still, swere willing to gamble everything for power. To them, no na sacrifice was too great not when there was an empire to build. Every spilled drop of blood was just dust on the road to glory. Any normal werewolf loathed this drug. Tessa was no different.
She despised drugs-and she despised the scum who would gamble the future of their race on them even more.
Now that she knew the drug lord's whereabouts, there was no way she'd just stand by and do nothing. But the Night Guild couldn't afford to expose itself in public.
Tessa licked her lips dangerously. "Does Ethan know that guy's here?" 1.6K 1 12:10 Thu, 22 May 61 m
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