Chapter 6

At six o'clock in the morning, the loud bell that almost turned the whole land upside down came out from the radio stereo on the wall. I bounced out of bed at the first loud ring, a bell that there was no way to press to stop like an alarm clock, and I felt my heart beating so violently in my chest that it was going to burst out of me in the next second.

Damn, how could I have imagined that I would suffer such ungentlemanly treatment on my first day here? Did a hunting ritual really need to be this harsh?

Although I was complaining in my heart, I moved quickly without any pause. I finished washing up very quickly and then hurriedly pulled out a comfortable casual outfit from my suitcase and changed into it. The only makeup used was eyeliner and lip gloss. By the time my get-up was complete, the wake-up call on the radio was over. It seemed that I was efficient and I was very pleased with the way I started off.

"All female werewolves, please gather in the lobby immediately after hearing the announcement, we will finish gathering at seven o'clock and officially leave, if there are people who are late, we will not stay and wait."

Just as I was about to go out, Ila's cold and rational voice rang out from the radio, was this the opening of the hunting ritual? The contrast between the fiery picture and the ice-like voice together was really great, and I couldn't help but smile and shake my head at the thought of it all.

As I walked down the aisle and down the stairs, there were only a few scattered ladies in the hall now, and they were all wearing dresses and high heels, and their faces were made up in a very sophisticated way.

It was then that it dawned on me why, given an hour, Ila still needed such stern urging. I tilted my head to look at me in the glass decoration mapped on the wall. With a single ponytail, a gray leisure suit and white sneakers, and only a light makeup on my face, I was not really formal.

I could understand the pretty makeup, but was not the high-cut dress and high heels too irrational, did they really think what was coming next was a date in the park? Although experiencing multiple rituals was a rare situation, such people existed among them, so was there no one to introduce them to what they were about to face?

"Beryl! Are you here so soon?" Dale was greeting me from a long distance away.

I turned my attention from the other ladies back to her, and Dale had put some thought into her outfit this morning, her big round eyes and fleshy face made her look very cute, and her makeup today made her age even less predictable. But the sneakers on her feet are very much in line with the content of today's event.

"I just arrived."

She walked over in a few steps and took a serious look at my face and dress, "As expected of the Blue Moon Pack beauty who has a reputation throughout the land, I can't match your natural beauty even if I get up early to put on makeup."

Her compliment brought a smile to my face, but I never realized how good looking I was, our mates were all set, the thing of looks didn't play much of a role in a werewolf's life.

It was no exaggeration to say that Dale and I sat on the sofa in the lobby until 6:59, at which time the ladies who came here one after another were finally assembled.

Dale's sister Eloy wearing a Klein blue one-piece dress, the original gentle temperament and added a very intellectual and competent temperament.

But Shirley was very exaggerated, her red dress high openings were to the crotch, exquisite to every bend and curl of the hair. She also wore blindingly bright diamond necklaces, bracelets, and rings not knowing exactly how many carats they were, and their brilliance even made me feel light pollution. That perfume that I smelled in her room was also easily captured around her.

"Is this going to the prom?" Dale couldn't help but whine in my ear.

I shook my head, "This is probably how I would dress if I were to inherit the Alpha position."

It was a joke and it was very successful in amusing Dale, and just as she let out a very hearty laugh, Shirley snapped to attention. Her and I completed our stare-down in a flash, her eyes first very sharp and even aggressive, but in actuality when she realized that I was also looking at her, her eyes instantly softened and she gave a sweet smile towards us.

We gave a big perfunctory greeting as well, and Dale hurriedly pushed me out of the way to get to the front of the line.

"Let's stay away from this crazy beauty, who knows how much she's doing behind the scenes to get Alpha Wyatt?"

I was a little confused, "What do you mean? Is it possible to cheat on a hunting ritual?"

This year's ceremony was hosted by our Blue Moon Pack, and I was worried about her creating any trouble for the Blue Moon Pack at this time.

"Every year, the age of those who participate in the ritual is basically just adult, you did not come to participate before is a special case, but what about that woman? She attended three times in a row.

The matter of detecting the mate relationship can be verified by meeting each other once, which means her mate is not the ideal one for her."

I seldom inquired about similar things, so when the words came out like this I still didn't react to what the problem was.

"So?"

Dale looked at me with a disbelieving look, "Don't you get it? Even if she is unlucky, can't she meet her real mate after three chances? Besides, she is the daughter of Alpha, so naturally she has very great power, there must be something wrong here."

It was then that I suddenly understood her speculation, if Shirley really hurt the mate Moon Goddess picked for her for the one she wanted in her heart, this would be too cruel. Although I was an Alpha's daughter like her, I couldn't understand the act of using the power of the pack to do such things without permission.

It was not that I had much respect for our established mate here, even if I wanted to do it, it was just me, I would never use my family's authority to profit for myself, it would be irresponsible to my family and my pack.

But that was just a guess, we didn't have evidence of her criminal behavior like that. But I did have a wary mind about her because of this incident, this time the ritual besides to solve the trouble of my mate, I also had to minimize the conflict with her, after all, for our identities, we would probably meet again in the future, it was better to have less enemies and trouble.

Ila was already standing at the front of the procession, and she was holding a banner embroidered with the Werewolf Land logo.

"I will reiterate for the last time, mate relationship is the most important relationship in our life given by Moon Goddess, we don't mind having mental expectations in advance in this matter of mate. After you have found your respective mate, please accept this mate even if it is very different from the psychological expectation, Moon Goddess will not hurt you.

And your elders should have told you what the most important reason is: mate relationship is inescapable, refusal and resistance may hurt your wolves and even risk breaking the connection. And once the mark is successful, it is difficult to unmake, and even if you use all your strength to unmake it, it will take great perseverance, and it will also hurt your wolf."

Ila's gaze swept over every face in the room, and I didn't know if it was for my psychological reasons, but her gaze lingered a little longer as she swept over my face.

Her icy gaze and equally icy words made my heart miss a beat, I didn't know if she was a mind reader or could see the future, so why would she know what I was thinking?

The group of female wolves started to move deeper into the forest. The residence we were staying at was located near the train station, which was a flat piece of land near the edge of the forest, but the terrain further into the forest was not as good. Since the hunt hadn't started yet, we needed to walk to the cave to wait in accordance with the ritual tradition. I didn't know what the rationale for this tradition was, and in fact there were too many traditions I couldn't understand.

But I occasionally turned my head to look at the back of the line of those in high heels walking on the path of dirt, plants and stones. I seem to be able to find a reason to convince me that such delicate dress and makeup. Although in the process of trekking would also be damaged, it was better than the serious destruction caused by the sudden transformation of form. So walking became the best way, everyone was trudging along the forest path, except me with my hands in my pockets, but everyone else wearing a dress was trudging along with their skirts, moving forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Do not stop! Hurry up and move forward! Each part of the ritual has a fixed time, and if there is a delay, the final consequences will only be borne by you."

Ila's voice was not loud, but in this gradually dark forest hinterland, it was able to enter the heart of every tired female werewolf. I glanced back and found that several people could not stand to take off their high heels, and their bare feet were already covered with many small wounds.

Such a long line was stretched, but Shirley unexpectedly walked in the front of the line, her high heels were visually estimated to be ten centimeters high, but she could walk on such a bumpy road as if it was flat.

Her look was also very calm, her posture was also very elegant, one hand holding the hem of the skirt, the other hand crossed waist.

I suddenly felt that, other things aside, it was fitting that she could be the Luna of a pack, at least more suitable than me, who did not have her vigorous desire and desire to win.

While she was still insisting on attending the hunting rituals, I was hiding at school making all sorts of excuses not to return to the pack.

I sighed, it's all their own business, what did I have to do with me? I was obviously the least motivated person in the group, but I was at the front of the group.

I couldn't see the end of the forest at first glance, and suddenly my heart also crashed with discomfort, the air seemed to have some kind of predator's smell, I didn't expect that I would also feel the panic of herbivorous prey one day.

I swallowed, convincing myself that it was just an illusion, that I was the predator that made people shudder, and that the hunting ritual that was coming soon was also my hunting stage.