Conquering His Cold Heart-Chapter 418 Crashing

In the Atkinson Mansion, the ceremony was running way ahead than in the Great Hall.

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There were only two contenders for the position of the Beta. Among them, one of the contenders gave up one minute into the fight.

Although nobody seemed to suspect any foul play involved, a few of the lackeys of Regulus were well aware of what had gone down a few hours before the formal inauguration of the ceremony.

As the elders of the clans didn’t show any interest in letting Regulus choose his own beta, he took matters into his own hands by threatening the candidate chosen by the others and forcing him to give up during the fight.

And since it didn’t take much time in the selection process of the Beta of the clan, Regulus and the winner of the fight, Carter, took the oath together.

As soon as Regulus finished talking with the elders to appease them, he found Jake and then dragged him to the door of the hall. And he informed Jake, “I will head out for a while. Hold the fort for me.”

Jake was against the idea from the moment Regulus had expressed his plan to crash the ceremony of the Crestfire clan.

Thus, he tried to convince Regulus otherwise for one last time, “Milord, is it necessary to do it today? Why don’t we ask for an audience in the King’s Court and discuss this matter more civilly?”

Regulus instantly glared at Jake with his bright yellow eyes and asked in a low growl, “Was that man acting civilly when he massacred those men right here in the dungeon? Was he civil when he killed my brother?”

He scoffed and muttered angrily, “I mean, to be honest, I am glad that that sick bastard isn’t alive anymore. But he was still my brother by blood. And nobody messes with the Atkinsons and lives happily ever after.”

Jake couldn’t say a word more when Regulus was looking at him as though he was a piece of meat.

He took a step back and mumbled softly, “Then, I suggest that you return before the full moon rises. You still need to get the blessing from the Moon Goddess for today’s oath to be valid.”

Regulus inserted his hand in the pocket of his newly tailored coat and took out a pocket watch. It was 8 PM.

He put the pocket watch back inside his pocket and said, “There are roughly three more hours left until the full moon will be at its peak. Don’t worry. I don’t plan on abandoning the clan any time soon.”

Regulus instantly looked over his shoulder.

Everyone present there in the hall was lost in their own world.

He looked around until his eyes fell on the handful of men who he trusted. Obviously, Carter was one of them.

Regulus pointed his brows out of the door and gestured for them to follow him before stepping out of the hall.

His men also quickly followed the suit and walked out of the hall while trying to be discreet.

After watching the troublemakers vanishing from sight, Jake finally let go of the breath that he had been holding in for a while now. Although it was his job to offer proper pieces of advice to the alpha of the clan, he was already used to getting ignored as well as terrified of the alpha while giving the advice.

He looked out of the door and then thought to himself, ‘Maybe I should consider resigning from my position. It seems like he is even worse than Lord Romulus. At least he used to be discreet while attacking the enemies, unlike Lord Regulus, who loves direct confrontation.’

‘And he is going to confront the King! The King!’ he exclaimed while lightly bashing his head against the door. ‘He will be the death of us! The Atkinson clan will perish!’

Jake then clutched his fist over his heart and thought while grimacing, ‘If this continues, then I will soon die from heart failure. I should go and talk with the elders. Maybe they will allow me to retire...’

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Back at the Great Hall, Everard and Jerome were standing side by side while facing the statue of the Moon Goddess.

One of the elders of the clan had already initiated the oath-taking process.

Everard was staring at the feet of the statue that came to his eye level. And he was wondering if his father was watching over him and the clan at the moment.

‘Father, I don’t know if you can see all this. But if you are then I would like you to give us your blessing. Please watch over us. Watch over me. I only know a few things about this clan and werewolves... I might make mistakes. So, guide me along the way.’

And as if Jerome heard everything that Everard was saying in his heart, he glanced at Everard and gave him a pat on his shoulder.

Everard broke out of his trance and turned to look at Jerome. He was met with a warm smile from Jerome, and also a warm sentence.

“We got this.”

Everard smiled back at Jerome and nodded his head. “Yes. We got this,” he repeated.

The elder who was reciting something in an ancient language then gestured for both Everard and Jerome to touch the feet of the Moon Goddess.

When they obeyed, he asked them to repeat after him. “On this sacred altar, I...”

Both Everard and Jerome took their own names.

And the elder continued, “...take this eternal oath with my free will, and pledge that I will dedicate my mind and my soul for the preservation of our Crestfire clan. I will dedicate my life to keep the clan unified, and I will dedicate my efforts to keep our clan away from any outside dangers.”

Everard and Jerome repeated the oath, word by word.

After that, they were directed to make a small cut on their palms and drop their blood on the grand chalice that was sitting at the feet of the statue of the Goddess.

Everard was expecting some kind of magic to happen before his eyes because everyone was making such a big deal out of this oath-taking ceremony. However, he was a little disappointed when their blood simply diluted in the water that was already in the chalice.

“That’s it?” he asked Jerome in a rather disheartened tone.

“Mhmm...” Jerome pointed his thumb over his shoulder and then said, “Now, we greet everyone and it’s over for the time being.”

“O...kay...” Everard pursed his lips and slowly turned around.

When both Everard and Jerome turned to face the crowd, the crowd seemed delighted by the newly appointed heads of their clan. They showered the two of them with flowers and petals that they had brought along with them and clapped as well as cheered for them.

Amidst all the cheering, only a few of them noticed that some of the werewolves who had just arrived there weren’t from their own clan.

“Who are they? They aren’t looking for any trouble, are they? Do we need to inform someone?” one of the young men who was standing near the huge door of the hall asked his friend.

Regulus happened to catch that and gave a sly smirk to that man. And he said in a rather sweet voice, “Don’t worry. I am only looking forward to congratulating the new alpha.”