Chapter 53: Tame Him
Chapter Fifty-Three – Tame Him
The latest was a masterpiece. It totally took more than eighty percent of the human nature of a werewolf, making them tap deeper into their primal nature.
Asher spun around, cackling. "Ah, it’s such a shame that I have no werewolf to try this on, but I definitely love the turn of events."
He carefully placed the drug on a rack, and stared at it affectionately. "Hmm, the victim could end up killing other werewolves. This is really good."
If he could infect a really powerful werewolf, then that werewolf would help him kill a lot more. It was an attractive drug in many ways, suitable for those werewolves who caught and experimented on Lycans in the past.
His mind went back to his last memory of his mother. A young brown haired lady, looking down at him with fear.
"If the werewolves catch you, the King’s heir, they’d drug you and turn you to their dog." She forced a smile. "So your father and I have decided, I’d go for you. We don’t need to fight, and I don’t want them drugging my baby."
Asher’s claws dug into his palm as he clenched his fists. How dare those lowly creatures try to drug him? Then further drugged his mother, a queen to the Lycans?
And his father accepted all that because he didn’t want more casualties in the pack. Asher tried not to hate father and rather, diverted the hatred to the werewolves.
His eyes darkened on the other drugs he had created. "That specie will always be my dog. That’s all their kind can ever amount to."
The door to his lab was knocked on harshly. It made Slime, who was asleep, jolt but he went back to sleep.
"Nene, keep it down! Last I checked, I own this mountain!" Asher raised his voice, immediately knowing who it was.