Conquering His Cold Heart

Hamilton could hear the faint screams and growls, which was a sign that the soldiers were still fighting the enemies. And in his heart, he was wishing that the soldiers wouldn’t let any of the werewolves find their way inside the inn.

‘I think Vincent was the one who caused that crash earlier,’ Hamilton thought to himself as he recalled hearing those crashing noises close by. He got a little worried for his new friend though. ‘I just hope that he is okay. I mean... he is Vincent. He must be okay... Right?’

Hamilton glared vacantly and wished for Vincent’s safety. ‘Even if you’re hurt, just hang on a little while longer. I will come and check on you the moment all the uproar dies down.’

Hamilton suddenly perked his ears when he heard a few pairs of footsteps closing in.

“Is there any problem?” Alexander questioned Hamilton when he saw the Lord in an alert position, almost as if he heard the enemies closing in.

Hamilton instantly replied in a low growl, “I think the enemies have broken inside the inn.”

Alexander didn’t know how Hamilton was able to tell that. But he believed Hamilton and immediately drew his sword. He didn’t waste any time in stepping ahead and standing beside Hamilton.

Hamilton turned his head to look at Alexander. And although he applauded Alexander’s courage in his heart, this was not his kind of battle. So, he asked the Crown Prince politely, “You might want to step away from the door, Your Highness. Leave everything to me if it comes down to a fight.”

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Alexander looked determined to fight alongside Hamilton though. “How can I make you do all the work while I leisurely stand back? We will fight together if they are somehow able to win against my guards and get inside.”

‘Your guards wouldn’t stand a chance if it comes down to a fight,’ Hamilton said in his head and asked Alexander again, “You are already very important to both the Queen and the King. So, I don’t want you to have a scratch on you. Please stand back.”

Alexander was going to insist on fighting together, however, he was interrupted by a sudden scream from one of his guards.

“Look out... F-Fire!”

Both Alexander and Hamilton heard the sounds of the pistols and barrel guns being shot simultaneously, which was closely followed by short screams, several thudding sounds, and finally a loud victorious growl.

In the blink of an eye, Alexander suddenly found himself standing with his back pressed against the wall on the opposite side of the door.

And before he could even bat his stunned eyes, he saw the door being turned into countless shards. A sharp piece of the wooden shard came shooting toward his eyes.

Alexander was rotating his wrist to slice the shard with his sword before it hurt his eyes. But the speed with which it came at him was so fast that he was sure he would lose one of his eyes for good.

However, right when he was about to close his eyes and try to duck, a gust of black wind came gushing toward him and the shard disappeared from before his eyes.

‘Wh-What just happened?’ He drew in a sharp breath and blinked several times.

He was finally able to focus on what was happening in front of him. Hamilton was standing between him and someone who was standing at the door. Through the gaps between their legs, he noticed how the corridor had been painted red with splatters of blood. A chilling pain pierced his heart when he saw a severed hand and guts lying right outside on the floor.

‘Who is capable of doing something so gruesome? What kind of a person is so heartless to give such a horrible death to a fellow human?’

Alexander’s heart was filled with rage when he saw the devastating state of his guards. He slowly moved to the side and shifted his glare upward to see the culprit. He wanted to pierce his sword through the heart of that heartless man himself.

However, to his utter shock, who or what he saw at the door didn’t even look like it was human. He saw a really thin man who looked more like a beast. He had sharp nails that looked more like claws, he had sharp teeth which looked as though they were filed to resemble fangs, and to add to that, his glowing amber eyes looked like that of some animal.

‘What on Earth is that... thing?’ Alexander thought to himself while breathing heavily.

He narrowed his eyes when he saw how that man was even drooling from his mouth almost as though... as though he was some kind of rabid animal.

‘Is it even human? There’s no way in hell that thing is a human.’ Although Alexander wasn’t a strong believer in Heaven and Hell, the way it kept on fixating its hungry eyes on Hamilton, Alexander believed that it was a spawn of Satan that had somehow escaped hell.

The Crown Prince finally understood why Hamilton kept on saying that the enemies were really strong and fast, and kept on asking him to stand back.

‘But what about him?’ Alexander was now worried for Hamilton, thinking that he would be killed in a similar fashion as his guards. And the dreadful thought crossed his mind, ‘And then it will come after me... Does that mean I am going to...’

Suddenly, that spawn of Satan lunged forward at Hamilton while spreading all its claws and opening its mouth wide as if it was going to cling onto Hamilton’s body and was going to bite him.

“Careful!” Alexander shouted at Hamilton.

And then came the second greatest shock of the night. Alexander saw something that almost made him question his reality.

He didn’t see the action clearly because it happened too fast for his eyes. But what he did see was the aftermath. He could see that Hamilton had somehow defeated that rabid man. That man’s body lay a few feet away from where Hamilton was standing.

And Hamilton... Well, he was holding something that looked like a beating heart.