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Eric spoke his words and left the meeting room as well. The vast meeting room was now empty, with only Cyril and Hazel remaining. Hazel let out a deep sigh. After seeing Merric and Mylixe’s reactions, she suddenly felt uncertain about her ability to defeat Alpha Voss.

Just as Hazel was about to speak, the Pack House downstairs filled with commotion. Cyril stood up from the couch, went to the window, and looked downstairs, where many Pack members had gathered at the entrance.

“What’s going on?” Hazel furrowed her brow. Why had so many people suddenly shown up?

Cyril hadn’t said anything yet when Parrish opened the meeting room door and entered.

“Alpha, the people downstairs have come to inquire about the McGo Family,” Parrish reported.

Hazel also stood up from the couch. It seemed that news of the McGo Family’s rift with The Iron Star Pack had already spread through the town.

“I understand,” Cyril told Parrish. “Go downstairs to reassure the Pack members. Remember, don’t say anything.”

“Yes, Alpha,” Parrish said and left.

“Cyril, what should we do now?” Hazel asked.

The people downstairs seemed very agitated, fully aware of the significance of the McGo Family. If the McGo Family were indeed at odds with The Iron Star Pack, many things might happen.

“Let’s see who can’t contain themselves,” Cyril said. He knew that if the McGo Family truly became enemies of The Iron Star Pack, those who wanted to take over The Iron Star Pack would not sit idly by. They would undoubtedly gather and declare war on The Iron Star Pack.

Worry crept into Hazel’s eyes. Even though she knew this was all an act, she still worried that someone might take advantage of the situation to attack The Iron Star Pack. The real battle hadn’t even begun, and there couldn’t be any mishaps now.

“Maybe we should go downstairs and take a look,” Hazel said again. The crowd was growing larger, and she was genuinely concerned they might storm Pack House.

“Let’s go check,” Cyril said.

Cyril and Hazel descended the stairs together. Many Pack members had gathered at the entrance, wearing anxious expressions on their faces.

Alpha Osiston and Alpha Voss were also present at the entrance, standing at a distance from the crowd, partially concealed by a few large trees.

Alpha Voss had a smug look on his face. He hadn’t expected to witness such a scene here, nor did he anticipate that Cyril would have offended the McGo Family to the point where Kassandra herself issued a public statement announcing the rift with The Iron Star Pack.

For Voss, this was an exceptional stroke of luck.

“Let me guess, what did you do?” Alpha Voss’s eyes gleamed with intense ambition.

Hazel didn’t look pleased. “I hope you don’t have much to say.”

“I’m always patient with beautiful women,” Alpha Voss licked his lips.

Hazel was a rare kind of girl, at least in his Pack. If he could snatch Hazel away from Cyril, it would undoubtedly be an exhilarating victory. The mere thought of it made Voss’s every cell come alive.

Cyril surveyed Voss with a cold, almost lifeless expression, as if he were looking at a lifeless body. He saw through Voss’s scheming thoughts.

“What exactly happened?” Osiston, unlike Alpha Voss, appeared genuinely concerned. “Why would Kassandra sever ties with you?”

Hazel gave Osiston a straightforward account of the situation but did not reveal the truth behind the McGo Family’s rift with The Iron Star Pack. In reality, this had all been prearranged.

Ositon looked genuinely worried. He knew that this could put The Iron Star Pack in a dangerous position. Although the McGo Family never meddled in affairs between werewolves and vampires, its position was unassailable. It acted as a mediator between the two groups, and if either side faltered, it could disrupt the balance.

“So, are all your Pack’s badges accounted for?” Osiston continued, trying to understand the situation.

Hazel nodded, sticking to the prepared story.

“We’ve checked all the badges,” Cyril told Osiston. “They are indeed genuine.”

“But Kassandra seems to think you’re evading the truth,” Osiston sighed in frustration.

Voss stood nearby, listening to their conversation, feeling that something wasn’t right. While he hadn’t directly interacted with Kassandra, he didn’t believe that the leader of the McGo Family was impulsive enough to sever ties with The Iron Star Pack over this incident. Voss felt it might not be so straightforward.

“We’ve explained everything to Kassandra, but she still doesn’t believe us,” Hazel said with a helpless expression.

“Since this is now a reality, you need to prepare yourselves,” Osiston patted Cyril’s shoulder. Hazel could see the genuine concern in his eyes.

Cyril understood exactly what Osiston meant by “preparing themselves.” There might be some smaller Packs eager to attack The Iron Star Pack, after all, no one wanted to offend the McGo Family.

“I can’t wait to see that day,” Cyril said with a faint, cold smile.

He was eager to see who would stand with him and who would turn their backs when the time came.

“So, when will we have our battle?” Voss’s voice rang out again.

He didn’t care about the safety of The Iron Star Pack, or whether Cyril would receive support. Voss simply wanted to know if he could kill Cyril and take over his Pack after a victory.

“Are you in such a hurry?” Hazel looked at Voss. “Eager to become my underling?”

Cyril chuckled at Hazel’s words; he would love to see Hazel make Voss eat his words.

“You are indeed bold,” Voss’s eyes shimmered with anger. In his eyes, Hazel was just a female wolf without any value, and she dared to speak to him this way. He was an Alpha of a Pack, deserving respect from everyone.

“We’ll let you know the time after everyone has arrived at Pack House,” Cyril said, placing Hazel protectively behind him and provocatively locking eyes with Alpha Voss.

Cyril chuckled at Hazel’s remark, thoroughly enjoying the prospect of Hazel putting Voss in his place.

“You are indeed quite bold,” Voss’s eyes glinted with anger. In his view, Hazel was just a female wolf with no value, and yet she dared to speak to him this way. He was the Alpha of a Pack and believed he deserved everyone’s respect.

“After everyone has gathered at the Pack House, we’ll let you know the time,” Cyril said, positioning himself protectively in front of Hazel and defiantly glaring at Alpha Voss.

Alpha Voss let out a scornful laugh and went directly upstairs, clearly seething with anger.

“I’m heading up as well,” Osiston said and left the first floor.

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“Do we need to calm their emotions?” Hazel asked, her concern about the raucous crowd in front of the Pack House.

“Take a look over there,” Cyril pointed towards a particular spot.

Hazel followed Cyril’s gesture and spotted Sheila in the crowd, standing beside Elmer with no apparent sign of alarm. Eloise and Marcus were also present among the gathering.

Hazel furrowed her brow, surprised to find her friends there, which indicated that the news of the conflict had indeed spread to everyone.

“What should we do next?” Hazel asked, her brow furrowing.

“See which ones start distancing themselves from us first,” Cyril replied, gazing into the crowd. He knew there were undoubtedly some individuals with ulterior motives mixed in with the crowd, but Cyril was determined not to let them have their way.