Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 274 No One Knows What the Wolf Leader Is Up To

Sylvester seemed so certain. She could guarantee that he knew something that they didn't. He was that smart.

But Sylvester wouldn't tell her but said, "It's a secret."

Lela pouted and mimicked Sylvester's gesture as she glanced around. She thought to herself, 'Is the wolf leader looking for stuff? Or not?

'What if there are other humans like me who have a special relationship with the Big Whites?'

Her gaze landed on Scarlett.

Thinking back to the time Scarlett was changing, she was wearing that white fox fur skirt and the unique wolf head totem that she had glimpsed on her chest. She figured it out.

She raised an eyebrow, looked prideful, and whispered, "I know it. It's Scarlett, right? The wolf leader is looking for Scarlett."

Sylvester raised his hand to ruffle Lela's hair as he said, "You're really smart."

Philip, hearing Sylvester's earlier mention of the wolf, waved her sleeve as she said, "Let's go out and take a look."

Scarlett, held by Trenton, thought to herself that she must avoid a lose-lose situation.

The night was dark and windy, and a round red moon was hanging in the sky, adding a touch of eeriness.

At the top of a towering mountain stood a massive white-furred werewolf, the wolf leader.

He stood tall with his legs straight, wearing a determined expression. His ears were pointed forward, exuding an innate dominance like a natural ruler.  

His crimson pupils looked towards the entrance of the Divine Doctor Association base. Upon seeing a familiar figure, the wolf leader raised his head towards the red moon and let out a howl that echoed across the sky, long and steady.  

The deep, proud howl rippled from one side of the mountain to the other as it resonated in the valley and gradually faded into the pitch-black night.

It sounded like an untamable defiant lament and a burst of contempt for all the world's suffering. Immediately, a chorus of wolf howls followed, echoing endlessly in the valley.

The people inside the Divine Doctor Association base had yet to learn what the wolf leader was up to.

Sylvester looked up but didn't dwell on the strange scene. Instead, he gazed at the round red moon in the sky.  

Tonight was the middle of the month.

On a full moon night, his genetic disease would flare up.

This time, he came to Central City and the Divine Doctor Association in a hurry and had yet to get the medicine from Vanessa.  

Sylvester clenched his fist, and his handsome face tensed.

Lela sensed something unusual about Sylvester and looked up at him. She said, "Sylvester, what's wrong?"

Sylvester withdrew his gaze, looked down at Lela's worried eyes, smiled, and reassured her as he said, "I'm fine."

Seeing that he seemed okay, Lela responded and turned her attention back to the wolf leader.

Sylvester looked at the crown of Lela's head and chuckled softly. What was he worried about?

Hadn't Lela fed him blood a few days ago? So he should be fine. Even if the Divine Doctor Association couldn't find a cure immediately, it was supposed to be enough to sustain him until he returned to Greafury City to get the medicine from Vanessa.

The wolf howls gradually subsided.

Then, in everyone's sight, the wolf leader leaped down from the high mountain, jumping from one protruding rock to another.

His agile figure moved swiftly in the night as if driven by some belief, and soon, he arrived at the base's entrance.  

At a closer distance, everyone realized just how large the wolf leader was.

Even Lloyd, who had practiced oriental martial arts for years, couldn't help but shudder at the sight of the wolf leader. He said to himself, "Jesus, it is so big and strong. If it stood up, it would be at least 6.56 feet tall."