Chapter 153 Alpha King’s Guardian & Family’s Tradition

Beth's POV 　　Who was it? 　　The sudden voice made me nervous. I summoned a few vines to block in front of me, Aaron, and Damon, surrounding and protecting us. 　　"Not an enemy." Aaron stopped me from attacking. His words calmed me down. Following his line of sight, I turned around and found that the one who spoke was the old King. Shouldn't he be recuperating? Why would he come here? 　　I put away the vines and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?" Trouble? What did that represent? 　　The old King was still a bit weak. Ignoring my question, he walked around us, approached the magic array slowly while leaning on his cane, stared at the ashes of the veil, coughed, and told us, "You have already destroyed two vessels. If you continue, the entire werewolf race will be in danger. You'd better stop..." 　　"No! We are doing this to protect the werewolves! The Dark Moon Goddess' plan will destroy all the packs. It will be