Chapter 1895 We Have Proof

Although Mateo couldn't make out the figure's face beneath the moonlight, he knew he had walked right into a trap. In a low, steady voice, he asked, "They call me the Falcon. And you are?" "A falcon? Is that some kind of food?" the figure mused as they stepped closer. Under the full moon's glow, Wolf stood revealed. Wolf was about to turn in for the night when the sudden tang of blood hit him—the kind worn by those who had taken lives. After reporting to Antoine, he swiftly headed to the dungeon. Spotting the unconscious guards on the ground, he realized that the intruder had come for Lorcan. As Wolf's face came to view, Mateo loosened a frown. He had expected a powerful opponent, yet it turned out to be a child. "Get lost if you want to live. I'm busy," Mateo warned, moving to drag Lorcan away. But just as he reached Wolf's side, the latter stated firmly, "You're not taking him away, and you're not leaving, either." Mateo couldn't help but laugh at those words. "You? You're