"It's the werewolf!"
As soon as the word 'werewolf' escaped Aunt Mei's mouth, Sasha's expression transformed instantly. Her gentle look was soon immediately replaced by one of fierce. Her eyes showed a deep hatred and resentment.
"Werewolf? Have Second and Third Uncle lost their minds?" Sasha snapped.
"That's exactly what I've been thinking. Your Second and Third Uncles have been lying low for years after the last deciding tournament in which the victor would become the chieftain. I thought they had finally accepted your father's victory over them all this time. I never imagined they still harbored ambitions to rule over Cordia. They even went to get help from a werewolf! Their conspiracy sure runs deep." Aunt Mei shook her head in disbelief.
"Anyway, now's not the time for talk! Your father is in danger. You need to hurry up and help him," Aunt Mei urged Sasha.
"How about you Aunt Mei?" Sasha asked.
