Chapter 102-He Loves Giving Gifts
Helanie:
His answer broke my hopes. I thought it was going to be a motivational story but it turned out to be worse of a kind. However, before I could feel disheartened, he added, "He received the most powerful wolf—and it made him immortal."
My heart sank at the thought of how incredibly lucky Soren Vaughn must have been.
"Immortal? How is that possible?" I asked, lost in thought but deeply impressed by this man’s luck.
"Everything is possible in our world, Helanie. There are creatures different from us. And he was better than most," Emmet replied. The past tense he used made me question the so-called immortality Soren Vaughn had received.
"He’s no longer alive?" I raised an eyebrow.
Emmet let out such an adorable laugh that I felt my cheeks flush with warmth.
"He couldn’t age—he stayed young and was seen by so many people over the years. But eventually, he disappeared. Immortality doesn’t mean someone can’t be killed by a specific weapon or in a certain way. I mean, if you behead someone or take their heart out, they’re going to die," he said so casually it was as if he’d witnessed it firsthand. I wouldn’t be surprised if he had done extensive research on Soren Vaughn.
"So someone killed him?" I asked, leaning in slightly.
"I like how you ask questions, Helanie. It shows how attentively you’re listening," Emmet remarked with a soft smile before continuing. "As for your question, since no one has seen him in years, it’s assumed he was either killed or ended his own life. Who would want to live for over 100 years, only to watch their loved ones grow old and die, right?"
He spoke with such understanding that I couldn’t help but nod in agreement.