Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 182: The Thunderbolt Bloodline

Menelaus Lychos kept his kneeling position for stime, but nothing changed before him. He waited patiently,

unmoving.

After what felt like a long stretch of silence, the air in front of him shifted. The suspended mass of lightning arcs

moved slightly. A majestic werewolf emerged from the radiance, countless arcs still coiling around its body as it

floated towards Menelaus.

The werewolf slowly transformed into his human form, the silhouette gliding forward until he landed gently in

front of Menelaus. Residual lightning still danced across the folds of his majestic black robe. He stared down at

the kneeling Menelaus with piercing green eyes and spoke in a deep voice that seemed to echo from thousands

of miles away... despite standing right before him.

"Speak."

It was Erevan Brontes Lychos, King of the Werewolves.

Menelaus had served the king for nearly thirty years, yet still, a deep-rooted fear coiled in his stomach whenever

he addressed him.

He had also served the former king, Damon Brontes Lychos. Normally, Erevan was more approachable than his

father. But when he cultivated or released his bloodline ability, Menelaus felt as though a mountain pressed

down upon him. Erevan’s aura was so vast and oppressive that it becdifficult to breathe.

"lI... I..." Menelaus stammered, struggling to speak.

Erevan immediately understood, and with a thought, he retracted his aura, cancelling his bloodline ability.

The oppressive weight vanished. Menelaus drew several deep breaths, then said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After a pause, he began again. "You askedto gather information regarding Alistair Gerymoore’s plea, and

about Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor. Though not yet complete, I've managed to gather sinsight into the matter."

He stopped briefly, still adjusting to the atmosphere.

Seeing this, Erevan stepped forward and placed a hand lightly upon Menelaus’s head. A wave of spiritual energy

coursed through his veins, wiping away the last traces of fatigue and pressure. Then, he stepped back to his

previous position and stood straight, hands behind his back.

"Thank you for your help, Your Majesty," Menelaus said again.

He continued. "There is struth in Alistair's complaint. The Raynor Clan did not move from their position

when the Gerymoore Clan’s political foundation was destroyed in the kingdom. Their wealth or other direct

influence wasn’t involved in that situation. However, we did uncover a link that may connect Eleanor Raynor to

those events... but proving it will be difficult."

He paused, then added, "Eleanor visited the Earl of Birmingham several times before the political fallout. And

she didn’t conceal her movements. She travelled with her full protocol and security convoy. That Earl was long

retired from politics, but after the event, he beca member of the House of Lords and now plays an important

role within the current opposition party. From what I've heard, most party leadership now listens to his

guidance."

He frowned. "However, there is a complication. That family was highly influential in the past, so their resurgence

could be interpreted as a natural reaction to the sudden political vacuum."

He added, "We also found subtle traces of Blanc Clan activity before the incident. But their work was so

meticulously hidden that there's no way to accuse them outright."

He paused again, then said, "Also, the Gerymoore Clan’s complaint is not entirely accurate. The attack was not

directed specifically at them... it struck at the kingdom's political structure as a whole. Gerymoore Clan was

simply caught in the crossfire. Since Alistair has formally brought this matter to your attention, | recommend we

dismiss the complaint due to lack of solid evidence."

Erevan replied, "Very well. Do as you deem fit."

After a moment's thought, he asked, "What is the relationship between the Earl and Eleanor? And what is she

planning with him?"

Menelaus answered, "We found no personal connection. But it's clear they're on good terms. As for future

plans... | doubt the Earl himself plays a major role. The opposition’s prministerial candidate is someone else

entirely, with no prior association to the Earl. | believe the Earl serves as a liaison between Eleanor and the party.

She's laying the groundwork to dominate the kingdom's political landscape."

Erevan’s eyes narrowed slightly. "The Raynor Clan has never interfered in human politics. This is unprecedented.

Keep an eye on Eleanor, and informof any developments."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Menelaus said.

With that, Erevan floated back into the storm’s heart, returning to his position at the centre of the thunder and

lightning.

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The Whitmore-Clifford Scandal still dominated the online news portals. Although television channels had moved

on to newer, more engaging headlines, online media clung stubbornly to the scandal. Idle readers loved to

browse through gossip... and what did they love most? Scandals. Online platforms continued to post follow-up

stories from that infamous night.

A few paparazzi had taken it upon themselves to dig deeper, hoping to unearth juicier angles. After the sex tapes

and intimate photos were leaked, the scandal reached new heights on search engines. People across the

kingdom discreetly searched for the footage, boosting keywords like Whitmore Scandal, Jennifer leaked photos,

and Clifford affair to the top of trending lists.

Business rivals of the Clifford family seized the opportunity to leak their shady government dealings to lesser-

known news portals, who welcomed the content enthusiastically. The stock valuation of Clifford Holdings

plummeted. Seven unearthed long-buried relationship scandals involving various Clifford family members,

painting them as a corrupt and morally bankrupt family. The backlash didn’t focus solely on the men... several of

the daughters were named and shamed as well.

Old flames of the Clifford family members... jilted lovers, ex-fiancées, or former partners... surfaced across social

media, sharing tales of betrayal and deceit. They claimed they’d been used and discarded, taking this as the

opportunity of a lifetto exact revenge.

Among the family members, James's second elder brother, Robin Clifford, suffered the most intense backlash. It

surfaced that years ago, he had raped and impregnated a female cleaning staff member at his company, then

coerced her into aborting the child. The woman had been a Syrian refugee... powerless, without kin, her family

lost to the civil war. She had cto the kingdom seeking asylum through the Red Cross.

With no support network, she had been easily silenced. The incident was buried.

Robin never even knew what becof her after the abortion.

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documents from the abortion. Now,

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As news portals picked up the story, police were compelled to investigate... especially once it was confirmed that

the victim had received asylum through the Red Cross, whose nhad also been tagged widely. Their

reputation, now implicated, was at risk.

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drawn into the matter, Jonathon

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police inquiries soon confirmed that

Robin himself had taken the woman

to the clinic. After the abortion, she

had developed severe mental illness

and was currently under indefinite

psychiatric care in an NHS facility.

On its official page, the Red Cross

released a public statement. They

clarified that they had no knowledge

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report the crherself. However,

once she was admitted into the NHS

system, the Red Cross had supported

her medical care and facilitated her

placement in the psychiatric hospital.

Public consensus shifted as they demanded justice for that pitiful woman.

Clifford family members believed all this misfortune had been triggered by James's scandal. Rather than reflect

on their own sins, they condemned James, blaming him for dragging their reputation into ruin.

They gathered at the Clifford family estate, pressuring Nicholas Clifford to formally expel James from the family

lineage.

Nicholas, though aware this campaign was orchestrated by Jonathon to protect his own son’s future, also

recognised the seriousness of the moment. Keeping the family united was essential to weather the storm.

He ordered Jonathon to send someone to retrieve James and bring him before him.

But James had switched off his phone since the wedding debacle. No one had been able to contact him.

Drowning in shand sorrow, he had retreated to a Chinese club under Benjamin's protection... certain that no

one would dare bother him there. A few close friends had joined him to offer support.

At midnight, as they stepped outside the club, a woman clad in black appeared from nowhere. With a fluid

motion, she sliced off James's leg below his knee, then turned and walked away in front of his stunned friends.

By the tthey regained their senses enough to react, she had already vanished.

Later that night, a shocking headline flashed across nearly every news channel: The Black Revenger Strikes

Again.