Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Two Faces of the SSoul
A tall werewolf pushed his way out, grinning from ear to ear. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he looked at
Serena. "And who might say no to a fight, huh? Well, in the end, if the Alpha doesn’t mind, then I don’t. And if
she doesn’t mind, then | surely don’t."
The others around him laughed loudly, swhistling. One even shouted, "Careful, she might bite harder than
you, fool!"
Vaelen scowled at their teasing but didn’t say anything. Serena saw his expression and almost laughed herself.
But her heart was beating fast with excitement.
She didn’t want to back down.
Her blood was burning with fighting spirit. She wanted to test herself, to see how far she could go. She looked
straight at the challenger and nodded firmly.
"Alright," she said. "Let's fight."
The crowd erupted again.
And then it started.
The moment the werewolf lunged forward, Serena knew this fight was different. He wasn’t holding back. His
strikes were heavy, his speed faster than Vaelen’s had been. His aura carried that Alpha blood.
But the most shocking thing? Serena matched him.
Step by step, strike by strike, she didn’t falter. She dodged, blocked, and countered with equal precision, her
moves sharper and sharper with each round. The fight burned hotter, fiercer. Even the young Alphas who had
been watching leaned forward now, their cheers rising louder.
"Damn, she’s holding her ground!" "Look at that kick!" "Vaelen really went easy on her!"
Vaelen’s jaw tightened at their words, but he didn’t interrupt. His eyes stayed fixed on Serena. He was watching
every move she made.
The fight went on until both of them finally stepped back at the stime. There was respect in the challenger’s
eyes as he stopped, straightened, and suddenly caught Serena’s hand.
Before she could react, he bent down and pressed a kiss on the back of her hand.
"My, my," he said with a sly smile. "May | know the nof the beautiful lady standing before me? It's the first
tI've found a she-wolf this strong. Beautiful and powerful."
He bowed tically, clearly flirting.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSerena's face heated, but before she could answer, her hand was yanked away.
Vaelen’s growl cut through the air. "Don’t you dare." His glare was sharp enough to cut stone. "She is my sister."
For a moment, the entire training ground went silent. Then... everyone laughed.
"Con, Vaelen, since when did you have a sister?" "Don’t lie! Your sister can’t just grow up overnight!"
"Maybe she fell from the sky yesterday!"
The warriors laughed so hard sclutched their stomachs.
Vaelen's eyes flashed dangerously. He snarled at them with a bad expression. "She’s my uncle’s daughter. Do
you hear me? My uncle’s."
That shut them up instantly.
The laughter died, replaced by stunned silence. Everyone stiffened. Their eyes widened, and slowly they turned
to stare at Serena again.
The resemblance hit them like a wave. The silver hair. The sharp features. The cold aura hidden in her soft face.
They exchanged nervous looks. Someone muttered under his breath, "Oh no..." Another whispered, "She really
looks like him."
The challenger who had kissed her hand swallowed hard. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, trying to
smile but failing.
"Ah... see you later, lady," he stammered, bowing again before quickly stepping back.
The others burst into nervous chatter.
"We dare not mess with her." "Who wants a beating from that uncle of his?" "I still remember training under
him... no, thank you!"
The whole crowd shook their heads, half terrified, half laughing at their own fear.
Serena just stood there, speechless. She didn’t know whether to laugh or hide her face.
It was the first tshe had seen this side of werewolves — they were loud, chaotic, teasing, tic. And
instead of being afraid, she found herself smiling.
She actually liked it.
Even after hearing her father’s name, the warriors didn’t completely avoid Serena. At first, sof them kept
their distance, whispering among themselves. But slowly, one by one, they started getting along with her.
The first to speak was a tall guard with scars down his arm. "I am Calder," he said with a small grin. "I work as a
guard in the Lycan Palace. If you ever need help, just call me."
Another followed, and another. Soon Serena found herself surrounded by everyone. And all of them were full of
enthusiasm.
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served as guards inside the palace
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Serena listened carefully, smiling at each name, repeating it so she wouldn't forget. She laughed when they
teased one another. She clapped when two young warriors started arguing over who fought better.
So this is how it felt — being
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Because she was happy... truly happy.
Vaelen stood beside her quietly, but his eyes never left her face. He watched her laugh, her eyes shining, her
cheeks glowing with excitement as more and more warriors cto greet her.
And for a moment, his heart softened.
But then, like a shadow, another face appeared in his mind — Selene.
His smile faded. His chest tightened.
If only Selene had been like this.
If only her past had not been so cruel.
He knew her life better than anyone. The pain she carried, the chains her bastard father had put on her. She had
never been free to laugh like this. Never free to talk openly, to make friends, to stand in the middle of a crowd
and shine.
Selene had yearned for it, though. He had seen it in her eyes — that desperate wish for a simple life, for just one
true friend.
But she never got it.
Vaelen swallowed hard, his gaze fixed on Serena, yet his thoughts fixed in past.
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Serena, something inside him had
shifted. She carriedhe sam fire.
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where Selene’s eyes were filled with
nothing but coldness, she radiated a
joy only an innocent woman could.
Only he knew how much he wished that if life had not been cruel to her, she would have been exactly like
Serena...a cheerful girl, surrounded by her family, admirers and friends.
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