De Cene Family Manor
Alpujarras region
Spain
A cool breeze touched the warmth of Alejandro's face. But he welcomed it just like how the dawn welcomed the sunshine. He smiled.
"I'm surprised you're awake, Lucio," he said. His brother and he had been assigned the guard of the de Cene family estate for years now and every time he and Lucio is assigned at night, his brother would sleep. Leaving Alejandro alone at the guard house.
"Scared that they are going to come by tonight?" he asked his brother who was playing some games on his phone.
"I've heard rumors, Alejandro… Senior de Cene is going to send us to Scotland soon."
"Don't believe rumors. Senior de Cene would never do that." Being sent to Scotland was akin to a death sentence. Those noble Lycan families had been fighting silently. The war and politics never stopped. It was just chaos.
Staying in this manor was still the best.
