Chapter 435
Inside an old house,
An elderly man grinned broadly as he observed the young boys and girls.
The boys and girls were all teenagers. Looking around the room the old man had just unlocked, they looked very interested.
"Sir, can we use this?" a girl asked curiously while pointing at a transplant bottle. Inside, there was blue liquid.
Reaching the table, the old man picked up the bottle. He swirled the liquid inside, and it instantly turned black.
The teenagers froze, staring at the bottle with wide eyes. One of the boys rushed toward the old man and asked, "Sir, how did you do that?"
The old man let out a chuckle and replied,
"We are wizards. Werewolves are unaware of many aspects of our lives. Do you know why?"
The teens shook their heads in response.
"It is because they are not connected to any covens. Wizards and witches are different from them, yet they are very useful. Otherwise, why would your Alpha send us to me?" He said to them.
The teenagers thought for a moment before nodding their heads with smiles on their faces.
They were teen witches and wizards from various packs. Every year, a small group of people had the opportunity to visit him and learn new things from him.
"Sir, we are very fortunate to meet you. Even at this age, you are incredibly powerful and strong. Why are you living here alone? Where is your family?'
The old man's smile faded. He looked away from them and answered,
"I don't have a family."
A girl stepped toward him and said politely,
"Sir, we heard you had-"
"I only have one family, and it is the Hansley family," he said, interrupting the girl.
The teenagers kept their mouths shut, believing that they could not offend the most powerful hybrid.
He was none other than Qdir from the Blue Blood Pack.
They had traveled all the way to this pack specifically for him.
The teenagers began to learn about various herbs that could save people, as well as new potions that could cure diseases.noveldrama
While everyone was learning about magic, a boy's gaze fell on something.
He noticed a large jar in the corner of the room. It was covered with a red cloth.
"What's that?" the boy asked.
Everyone focused their attention on the boy, then on the jar. They became curious about what was inside.
"Looks like a water jar. Do you restore water here? Is it moon water?"
The old man glanced at the jar and made his way to it.
*This is not an ordinary jar. It can alert us to the most serious threat we had not considered."
Saying that, he grabbed the red cloth and uncovered the jar.
It was nighttime, and the jar was near the window. The water in the jar sparkled in the moonlight.
The teenagers peered at it from afar, afraid to approach it. They could only see water as ordinary witches and wizards.
However, Qadir's view was completely different from theirs.
Grasping the jar with his hands, he looked inside.
As he concentrated on the shimmering water, her green eyes glowed.
But his breath caught in his throat as his vision changed. The old man gripped the jar tightly, as if he were holding it to keep a support from falling.
His eyes changed color from green to white. His vision shifted, and he saw something unexpected that he could never have predicted.
He saw two faces with two different colors of eyes. A young woman with glowing green eyes stared at a black wolf with glowing blue eyes.
Even though the woman had power in her eyes, the black wolf approached her and growled, causing Qadir to shake from the inside.