47 Megan's Big House

The winds inside the Rudolf Estate blew strongly, but they didn't mess up anything with their push. At most, they were just a signal that the leading Alpha of the Canini Shore pack had arrived. Nicholai walked into the view of a classy old man. "You should have said you're coming. I would have made more arrangements for you."

"I wasn't planning. I just felt like checking the new mansion of the wolves in Canini Shore." The classy old man had his white hair slicked back to give a clean fringe. His golden irises had black scleras, unhindered by the monocle on his right eye. His hands were clawed, but his skin was black as if he was wearing gloves. On his hand was a cane, but the shape was suspicious.