Marry to Alpha or Vampire?

When Putnam saw the masked vampire, he froze in place, unsure of how to react. He had met him when he was meeting the king, and he had seen him leading the assassination of Hazel. He only knew this masked vampire as one of the king’s most trusted aides, and he appeared noble and elegant. But Putnam was tired of all vampires, even though they were now obeying the Vampire King.

Putnam had never imagined he would collaborate with a vampire, but the power and the team the vampire had were impossible to resist. After becoming the Alpha, he desperately needed allies to help him secure his position. There were too many Packs in the north, and many Alphas wanted to absorb his Pack. Some were even friends of Rex.

It was at this time that the Vampire King found him and said he could help him remove obstacles. Putnam had agreed because the king was the only one extending a helping hand, leaving him with no other choice.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

After collaborating with the king, Putnam had a dream one day. In the dream, one of the king’s subordinates was attempting to assassinate the king. On the day of the king’s banquet, both Putnam and Tania attended. As Putnam stepped into the banquet hall, he noticed that the venue was exactly the same as he had seen in his dream, and the king’s subordinate stood right next to him.

Putnam was shocked and kept a close eye on the subordinate’s every move. When the subordinate moved toward the king at the fastest speed, Putnam followed and rushed forward. He knew this was an opportunity to show goodwill to the king.

Sure enough, with Putnam’s help, the king’s subordinate failed in his assassination attempt.

“How did you know he was going to assassinate me?” After the subordinate was taken away, the king asked Putnam.

The king was highly suspicious and didn’t easily trust anyone, except for the man in the black mask and the man with golden hair who accompanied him.

“King, I would like to talk to you in private,” Putnam couldn’t hide his excitement. He felt like he had discovered a new ability.

The king dismissed everyone from the banquet, leaving only the man in the black mask and the man with golden hair.

“You can speak now,” the king’s eyes were blue, and he appeared to possess the ability to read minds.

“I know you might not believe it, but I’ve found that I have the ability to foresee the future,” Putnam enthusiastically shared the story of his dream and how it had come true with the Vampire King.

After hearing it, the king raised an eyebrow, without revealing whether he believed it or not.

“It sounds quite intriguing,” the king smiled, but it was hard to gauge his level of excitement.

“King, perhaps this could be of help to you,” Putnam smiled. He needed more support from the king.

“Putnam, maybe you should see what I possess,” the king signaled to the man with golden hair.

The man with golden hair led him into the organization. The people inside had various abilities, and the king had recruited them from all around the world. They offered their assistance to the king, and in return, the king provided them with what they desired.

That’s how Putnam entered the organization. Up to this point, he couldn’t refuse the king’s help.

When Putnam contacted the king once more, the king’s tone was chilly, but his words were filled with excitement.

“Interesting developments,” were the first words the king uttered after hearing the whole story.

Regarding the rift between the McGo Family and The Iron Star Pack, if the news was true, he found it quite interesting.

“Putnam, I will help you get what you want,” the king spoke.

The king informed Putnam that he would take care of everything, and Putnam didn’t argue further. He had never really had a choice. While the king had initiated the collaboration, his power was indeed intimidating.

When Putnam arrived at the designated location mentioned by the king, he encountered the man in the black mask once again.

“Putnam,” Hawthorne spoke the name with disdain, despite his disapproving look.

Putnam couldn’t understand why Hazel had ever liked this man. He was a man of no use, becoming an Alpha solely through his partner. Hawthorne was well aware of how Putnam had become the Alpha of The Dust and Frost Pack.

“I didn’t expect the king to send you,” Putnam concealed his smile. He knew that Hawthorne didn’t like him, to put it mildly.

Putnam was willing to cooperate with the king, following his rules in this game. However, he didn’t believe that Hawthorne could compare to him. Hawthorne was merely a loyal dog to the king and couldn’t replace him.

But Putnam couldn’t suppress the fear he felt deep down, for he sensed the shadow of the king in Hawthorne. If he hadn’t met the king in person, he might have been truly frightened.

“Seeing me, are you disappointed?” Hawthorne sneered.

For the king’s plan, he had to work alongside this mixed-breed dog who exuded an annoying odor.

“I thought it would be Claud,” Putnam chuckled.

Claud and Hawthorne were both the king’s trusted aides, and they were in constant competition. After all, the king had no children of his own and needed to cultivate an heir.

“So you are disappointed,” Hawthorne wore a sly smile.

“Perhaps you should learn to conceal your emotions,” Putnam remarked.

Hawthorne removed the black mask from his face, revealing his heterochromatic eyes. The left eye was green, and the right one was golden. This was the first time Putnam had seen Hawthorne without his mask.

“What emotions? Do you mean disdain for you?” Hawthorne had a smile on his face. He didn’t need to hide his emotions in front of Putnam because he was of no real consequence.

“I’m the king’s partner, and you’re just a dog by his side,” Putnam appeared frustrated.

He had never expected Hawthorne to say these things directly. In this game, he was the player, not the pawn. The king could command him to do anything, but Hawthorne couldn’t. If it weren’t for Hawthorne saving Hazel, she might have been killed by those people a long time ago. Putnam despised Hawthorne for hindering his plans. Hazel was unwilling to return to him, and he wouldn’t let Alpha Cyril have it all, even if he couldn’t have her. It was all Hawthorne’s fault. Putnam had come so close to having Hazel killed, and it was all because of Hawthorne.

“Putnam, please adjust your position,” Hawthorne’s expression remained unchanged, showing no signs of unhappiness due to Putnam’s insults.

“Hawthorne, what do you mean?” Putnam clenched his fists.

“Partner? That’s laughable,” Hawthorne coldly regarded Putnam.

What kind of partner was Putnam? He was merely a pawn in the king’s hand, ready to be discarded at any moment.

Werewolves and vampires had always been at odds, and when the king sought to cooperate with Putnam and Tania, it was merely because he saw them as more easily controlled. In their organization, there were individuals more useful than Putnam. What was he even considered? Even with the ability to foresee the future, Putnam didn’t know how to utilize it properly; he was nothing short of a fool. An Alpha of a Pack had become a puppet of the king.

“Hawthorne, don’t forget that I possess the ability to see the future, and my dreams have been helpful to the king,” Putnam proudly raised his head.

“So, you’re ignoring the king’s words and letting those people go after Hazel?” Hawthorne’s gaze locked onto Putnam.

Putnam’s eyes flickered, seemingly unwilling to answer that question. He didn’t know if this was the king’s statement or a unilateral inquiry from Hawthorne. Putnam had always been worried that the king would blame him for involving that group of people, but the king had never brought it up, which left Putnam puzzled. He didn’t know if Hawthorne had mentioned it to the king.

“They are my people,” Putnam roared. He had only temporarily assigned a group of his own Pack members to assist the king, but unexpectedly, the king had retained them and trained them as shadow guards to work for him.

“Putnam, don’t get too angry,” Hawthorne extended his index finger and swayed it from side to side. Seeing Putnam in a fit of rage was quite amusing to Hawthorne.

“Listen, you want to take over The Iron Star Pack, and I have no objections,” Hawthorne continued, “but you absolutely cannot harm Hazel.”

“Let me guess, you like her, don’t you?” Putnam asked, a hint of mockery in his eyes. He had no idea how Hawthorne and Hazel were involved, but they appeared to have no connection. How could a vampire and a werewolf be together?