NovelEnglishChapter 91: The Raynor Way to Duel
News spread like wildfire across werewolf society that day... Lucian Greymoore, the Young Master of the
Greymoore Clan, had officially challenged Ethan Raynor of the prestigious Raynor Clan to a duel over a business
dispute.
It had been six years since the last official duel between werewolves had taken place, making this
announcement not just rare but thrilling. Werewolf society, always hungry for action and power, buzzed with
excitement. Whispers floated through every clan meeting and gathering, each member speculating whether
Ethan Raynor would accept the challenge. Most were confident he would... after all, how could a Raynor back
down from a public duel?
Even across oceans, the news couldn't be ignored. In Vancouver, Margot Greymoore, Lucian’s aunt and a
respected elder of the clan, nearly dropped her teacup when she received a call about it.
She called Lucian immediately, her voice sharp with fury the moment he picked up.
"Lucian! Are you out of your mind? What possessed you to challenge someone from the Raynor Clan to a duel?
Do you have any idea what you've done? We're not strong enough to bear their wrath if things go wrong!"
Lucian, composed as always, took a deep breath before responding. "Aunt Margot, | understand your concern.
But you've been living your comfortable life in Vancouver. You've been away too long to understand the
dynamics back here. | promise you, every step I've taken has been discussed and approved by Father."
Margot paused at his words, her temper quickly giving way to anxiety. "Your father agreed to this?" she asked,
voice dropping an octave.
"He did," Lucian confirmed. "You know him. He's cautious but not fearful. He sees this duel as an opportunity,
and so do I."
"| suppose if your father’s on board, he must have considered all the risks," she muttered. "Still, be very careful.
The Raynors are no joke. They're one of the council families. That kind of influence doesn’t cwithout power."
"I'm aware," Lucian replied. "But don’t worry. Ethan is the only one in their clan around my age. | know the limits.
I'm not risking the clan’s future... just staking my own pride."
Margot sighed. "You've grown a lot, Lucian. But the Raynors might still have tricks up their sleeves. Be prepared
for anything, even a sneak attack during the duel."
"I will. Thank you for worrying about me, Aunt," Lucian said sincerely.
He ended the call and stared at his phone for a moment. Dozens of missed calls and messages were waiting
from other clan members. Scriticized him; others showed concern. But after he clarified that the clan leader
had authorized the duel, the noise died down. Oddly, the overwhelming concern made him feel a deeper
connection to his people.
For once, he wasn’t just a young master. He was their representative in an ancient tradition. And that made
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Eleanor learned about the matter from Sebastian Blanc in the evening. She was in her study, going through
sfiles sent by US companies. She immediately called Ethan, and he confirmed the news.
"Is it true? You've been called out for a duel?" she asked, concern lacing her voice.
"Yes," Ethan said calmly. "But it’s nothing to worry about. | expected something like this sooner or later."
"A duel can be deadly, Ethan," she pressed. "Why didn’t you resolve the issue at the negotiation table? Business
disputes don’t belong in an arena!"
"I tried. But they were already planning something," he explained. "Their delegates acted like they were giving
their clan. They wanted the fight. | just accepted the inevitable."
"But..."
"I'm at Grandma's villa now," he interrupted softly. "She wants to discuss our strategy. Relax, okay? I've got this."
Before she could protest again, he ended the call.
Ethan's car stopped in front of Fiona Elizabeth Raynor's villa. As expected, shadow guards quickly scanned the
vehicle. The gates slowly opened, and the driver pulled up to the circular driveway. Ethan stepped out, adjusted
his cuffs, and walked into the house.
Inside, Fiona was reclining on a plush velvet sofa, phone in one hand, a porcelain coffee cup in the other.
"Good evening, Grandma," Ethan greeted, bowing respectfully with the signature werewolf gesture.
Fiona glanced up and smirked. "Why the sudden formality? What are you hiding?"
"I assyou summonedbecause of the duel?" Ethan said as he took a seat across from her.
"Are there any other disasters you've created recently that | should be aware of?" she retorted, raising an
eyebrow.
Ethan chuckled. "No disasters, Grandma. I've been busy with work and getting Freya settled into school. |
honestly thought the Greymoore Clan would mind their own business. | didn’t expect such boldness... especially
here in Manchester."
"You're slacking," Fiona said sharply. "You've been spoiled by your little vacation from the council. | let you off the
leash because | thought you deserved to enjoy your youth. But it seems I've been too lenient. | should call
Eleanor and tell her you're banned from seeing Freya for the next six months."
"Please don’t," Ethan said instantly, sitting up straighter. "I'll work harder. Just... don’t do that."
Fiona sipped her coffee with satisfaction. "Good. Then here’s your punishment: every day before the duel, if
you're in Manchester, you'll spend the nights training with Elder Bedivere."
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Ethan's eyes narrowed. "So it’s not just about a business dispute anymore."
"Exactly," Fiona said. "Lucian wouldn't dare challenge you without significant support. | suspect the Fenroth Clan
has trained him. That would explain his sudden confidence. Word is, his father named him vice leader recently...
likely to give him standing in this duel."
"Let them do whatever they want," Ethan said. "I'll win."
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was over 300 years ago... against Stellan Fenroth. | humiliated him so thoroughly that he still carries a grudge."
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Ethan's expression darkened with resolve. "I'll still win, Grandma. | don’t care how strong he’s become."
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