Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 135: After Midnight

Lunargarde, Lauterbrunnen Valley, Bernese Oberland, Swiss Alps.

In the coliseum, under the watchful eye of a Graventhal Clan elder acting as referee, the long-anticipated fight

between Ethan Raynor and Lucian Greymoore finally began.

Lucian didn’t waste a second on formalities. The moment the referee declared the start of the match, he

launched his attack without hesitation.

He stomped on the ground with such force that the audience heard a resounding boom. The arena floor cracked

beneath his feet like shattered glass, the fractures racing outward toward Ethan. Suddenly, a cluster of stone

spikes erupted beneath Ethan's position.

The crowd gasped.

"Such an attack right at the start! Lucian is dead serious."

"Earth spike attacks are common, but look... he forged them from solid stone! That's much harder to defend

against."

"Look at his speed! | bet Ethan’s going to be dead meat by the end of this."

"Don’t talk... look! Ethan dodged it!"

Ethan sidestepped with surgical elegance at the last possible moment. He weaved back and forth, evading the

incoming assault. Lucian had already launched a barrage of broken concrete shards, hurling them at super

speed.

They cso fast and in such overwhelming numbers that, despite his evasive maneuvers, Ethan had to take a

few of the smaller shards head-on. When dodging becnearly impossible, he leapt into the air with such

grace it looked as though he were floating.

But it worked. He successfully dodged all the shards as they whooshed past beneath his feet. However, in the

process, his hood was lifted, revealing an astonishingly beautiful face.

The girls in the galleries erupted in cheers... seven whistled. In stark contrast to Lucian’s arrogant

expression, Ethan looked like an angel descended into battle.

He stared at Lucian, his eyes calm and distant, as though he wasn’t a participant in the fight but an observer

watching from a bird's-eye view.

Lucian, frustrated by the lack of reaction, shouted in annoyance, "Fight me, coward!"

Lucian waved his hands aggressively and formed a hand sign. This time, a wave of earth arrows shot out in a

wide arc. They erupted in chaotic patterns, designed to break rhythm and confuse the senses. The arrows surged

toward Ethan, who was still descending from his earlier jump.

Ethan didn’t flinch. His eyes narrowed, quickly triangulating each point of threat. In the span of a breath, he

weaved through the incoming barrage... his movements clean, fluid, and almost lazy, as if he were simply

strolling through falling raindrops.

The audience was stunned by Ethan's display of precise movement. A wave of murmurs spread through the

stands.

"What is Ethan's ability?"

"I'm not sure, but | heard the Raynor Clan has business-related abilities."

"Business-related? How does that qualify them as one of the Ten Great Clans?"

"Oh, you must not know about their bloodline. I've heard that those who awaken it becmonsters... capable

of defeating an army of a thousand soldiers alone."

"But Ethan hasn't awakened the bloodline, right?"

"Yeah, that’s what | heard too. It’s rare. Only the Clan Head and the Young Miss have managed to awaken it."

"So Ethan isn’t awakened, but Lucian is... and he’s using his clan’s earth ability?"

"Seems like it."

"Then how is Ethan dodging all of Lucian’s attacks and still unharmed?"

"He must have skind of ability. Maybe super speed... or future vision? Otherwise, dodging Lucian’s attacks

would be impossible. Just look at the speed of those earth bullets!"

The others turned their attention back to the fight below. Lucian had lifted a large mass of stone from the ground

and was now firing earth bullets at Ethan in rapid succession. Ethan stayed in constant motion, gracefully

dodging the barrage.

Lucian cursed loudly and ramped up the intensity of his attack. But Ethan ignored the taunts, his focus

unwavering as he continued weaving through the onslaught.

Still, even with his precise calculations and abnormal speed, he couldn't dodge everything. A few of the bullets

found their mark. His robe was riddled with holes, but thanks to his strong Alpha physique, the damage was

minimal.

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The entire upper echelon of the Kingdom's opposition party was thrown into turmoil. Just minutes earlier, Baron

John Constantine of Notting Hill, Chairman of the Opposition Party Board, had called an emergency online

meeting for the party's leadership.

A meeting at this late hour was unusual, but after two co-chairmen sent urgent messages in the group chat

urging everyone to attend, the members quickly grew alert and logged in. Eventually, more than thirty members

joined the session.

But after hearing the party chairman’s introductory speech, their blood ran cold.

According to him, Oliver Brown, MP of Stockport, had been investigated by government agencies, and it was

concluded that he was involved in a robbery at the National Museum as well as connected to a drug cartel.

One of the party supporters, who was

also a relative of Baron John

Constantine, had been investigating

the robbery of several art pieces from

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they planted a spy in Oliver's house

and discovered that the art pieces

were indeed stored there. However,

during the investigation, they also

uncovered his involvement with a

drug cartel. Tomorrow, the

authorities are expected to submit

their report and issue a search and

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Because of the sensitive nature of

the case... and the fact that Oliver is a

member of their party... this scandal

would undoubtedly damage their

reputation. The ruling party would,

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Booby election. To complicate

matters, the investigating officer

offered the party a choice: to come

forward as whistleblowers and

potentially benefit from the situation.

The officer informed the chairman

about the location of the stolen art

pieces, as well as several hidden

accounts tied to Oliver Brown and the

drug cartel. Now, the chairman wants

to discuss the matter with party

members before making a decision.

While everyone absorbed the news in silence, and sconnected to Oliver Brown began to panic, Baroness

Angela Dodson of Kesteven, Co-Chairman of the Opposition Party, spoke up.

"We have no choice in this matter. We've been in opposition for ten years. If one of our MPs is arrested for these

crimes, we could be stuck in opposition for another decade. But if we play our cards right, we can turn this

situation to our advantage. We must inform the authorities about Oliver Brown and show that we put the

interests of the Kingdom and its people above party loyalty."

"| agree with that. It might be our best chance to gain power in the next election if we play our cards right," said

Baron Ernest Prentice of Hampton, Chairman of the National Convention of the Opposition Party.

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He continued, "This time, we have an

advantage. We can inform the

authorities first, then send our

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supporter journalists to Oliver's home

to report on the situation. That way,

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apogitive fight. But before that, we

need to remove Oliver Brown from all

party positions temporarily. This will

allow us to publicly show our zero

tolerance on the matter during the

report. Once the police find concrete

evidence against him, we can make

the ban permanent in a follow-up

meeting. Meanwhile, we should send

our MPs and intellectuals to appear

on TV and rawhile the police

conduct their search. We must

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"I agree with that," one member said.

too," added another.

Soon, nearly all members present agreed to inform the police and other relevant authorities.

During this time, those connected to Oliver Brown tried repeatedly to call him about the situation but to no

avail... his phone was switched off. They even contacted his secretary, but met the ssilence. Panic set in,

and they decided to send their men to Oliver's house as soon as the meeting ended, hoping to reach him before

the police did.

The Party Chairman took responsibility for informing the authorities, while the others divided up the remaining

tasks among themselves. They also agreed to hold another meeting once the police had completed their

operation.

After the meeting ended, Baron John Constantine acted quickly. He had already prepared a formal document to

be sent to the relevant authorities. He began emailing the document along with Oliver Brown's expulsion letter

from all party positions. Both documents were signed and stamped by him.

Soon, the National CrAgency (NCA), the Chief Constable of Greater Manchester Police (GMP), the Serious

Fraud Office (SFO), and the Parliamentary Commissioner for Standards received emails from the official party

domain. After reading the contents, they were shocked and immediately launched actions against Oliver Brown.

Within half an hour, police cordoned off the area around Oliver's hto prevent any attempt to escape, while a

search team entered the premises to look for evidence. Thanks to precise information about an underground

vault, they discovered it filled with stolen antiques and valuable art pieces.

While the police carried out their duties, other authorities acted swiftly as well. All bank accounts linked to Oliver

were frozen and placed under investigation. Businesses owned by the Brown family were raided by relevant

agencies, uncovering a range of violations including tax evasion, environmental damage, and unsafe working

conditions. Nearly all of their businesses were sealed until further notice, and the most powerful family in

Stockport was brought to its knees in a single night.