Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 234 224. Past events in Dog Town

Dean and Caiden cornered an old man in an alley.

Wearing a coarse shirt and jeans, he looks to be in his 60s, but his back is straight and his body is strong. His blond hair is meticulously combed back, his beard is carefully groomed, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes show wisdom and calmness accumulated over the years.

Faced with the scrutiny of the two people, he revealed his identity without any panic.

"Relax, you two... I am John Wilkas, a farmer from Dog Town. I don't have any ill intentions. I just thought this gentleman looked familiar, so I came to take a look."

John's gentle eyes looked at the blond young man, with a hint of excitement on his face.
"What's your name? How old are you?"

"Kayden..." Kayden felt a little uncomfortable under the old man's scorching gaze, but inexplicably felt that he was a little kind, so he subconsciously told the truth, "Kayden Schrout, from Carolina. This is That’s my good friend, Dean.”

"...That's right." John muttered softly, and then asked, "Who are your parents?"

"Why do you ask that?" Kaiden couldn't help but ask,

John lowered his head, a trace of nostalgia showing on his wrinkled face, "Because you look very much like an old friend of mine, and I want to confirm it."

An old friend?

Caiden suddenly looked at Dean excitedly,
Under Dean's life perspective, the old man's life strength was just that of a frail and ordinary old man, so he nodded,

Kayden immediately replied, "My father is McCann Schrout and my mother is Doris Schrout. Do you know them?"

"No, I have no impression." John covered his mouth and coughed twice, "I would like to ask again, are they your biological parents or adoptive parents?"

Kaiden sighed and said bitterly, "They passed away not long ago because of...an accident, but they are most likely my adoptive parents."

"My condolences, kid." The old man took a deep breath and could no longer hide the excitement on his face. His thin palms took Kaiden's hand and pulled him into his arms for a tight hug, "But I must tell you the truth. Your real blood relatives are in the town, right in front of you..."

The old man's eyes turned red with emotion, "I am your grandfather!"

"Grandpa?" Kaiden froze in place at a loss. Shock, surprise, joy, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face, and his expression was extremely complicated.
"I know this is sudden, and it's normal that you can't accept it for a moment... Come with me, and I'll show you the evidence!"

The old man asked the two of them to get in his pickup truck, and quickly passed through the east side of the town, followed the bumpy winding road, and entered a farm near the mountains. The entrance was a sheep pen, a chicken pen, a warehouse, and golden wheat fields. .

"I grow soybeans, corn and wheat." The old man said boastfully while looking at the golden wheat fields. "I also raise a dozen sheep, a group of chickens, ducks..."

"John, aren't there wolves in the mountains? The location of your farm is not safe." Dean couldn't help but ask. When he raised his head, he could see the green mountains not far away.

"That's true for other farms, but my property is safe from wild beasts."

"Why?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow.

The old man didn't answer.

The car parked outside a two-story wooden house in the middle of the farm. The exterior walls of the wooden house were covered with ivy, mottled, and weather-beaten.

A click.

The door opened and three people stepped in one after another.

The main color of the interior of the house is bright yellow, and the furniture and electrical appliances are full of a warm and nostalgic feeling, but it is empty.

"John, do you live alone in such a big house?" Kayden asked,

"Yes, your grandmother Clara passed away a few years ago, and I lived alone. The busy work on the farm almost crushed my old bones. Fortunately, you are back. This heavy family business should be left in your hands. That's it." The old man sighed and dug out a huge wooden box in the utility room. He opened the wooden box and took out a photo framed in a wooden frame and handed it to Kaiden.

"This is your mother,"

In the photo is a young lady in her twenties, with blond hair, a slim figure, beautiful facial features with a hint of wildness, and a bright and contagious smile.

"Kayden...her tall nose, blue eyes, and angular lips are almost exactly the same as yours, but her face shape is more delicate." Dean said with interest, while noticing that the progress in the system jumped to 20.00% five.

Kaiden looked at the woman in the photo frame, and was stunned for a minute as if possessed by a demon. A wild intuition emerged spontaneously - this was the mother who gave birth to him.

But the photo gave him the feeling that there was nothing animalistic about this woman.

"I-my mother is an ordinary person?"

John didn't seem to hear the implication of Caiden's words. He held a pipe in his mouth and said sadly, "Her name is Lucinda, she is my favorite daughter. She was so beautiful then, so beautiful that people can't resist, little girl." There’s a long line of men in town wooing her.”

"Then what happened?" Kayden asked, looking into the old man's eyes. "Why was I sent to Carolina for adoption? They abandoned me?"

"No, Kayden, it's not abandonment, Lucinda had to."

John took a deep breath from the cigarette, and the white breath he exhaled formed a melancholy circle in the air, "Everything started when she was 22 years old."

"The sheep in the pen ran away like crazy and got into the barbed wire fence on the side of the mountain. Lucinda forgot my warning in her panic and took a few dogs to get into the barbed wire fence to get the sheep back."

“She was unlucky enough to be attacked by a pack of wolves, and several old dogs were bitten to death, and she was bitten in several places,” John said. “But when she was in danger, a man suddenly appeared and saved her. life, dispersed the wolves, and returned her to the farm.”

"The man behind the barbed wire?" Kayden asked nervously. "A hunter in the town?"

"He's not a hunter, he's not from Dog Town..." John recalled. "He wears a small apron made of wolf hair, long leggings and a buffalo leather cloak. He has black hair, sharp features, a tall and strong figure, and a clear Indian look. feature."

"Do you have a picture of him?" Dean asked,

"I'm sorry, no, that man is not allowed to take pictures, and I have only met him a few times." John's eyes were complicated, and his tone was filled with gratitude and hatred. "But I clearly remember one key feature of him, his eyes. It’s amber vertical pupils, like those of a wild beast, making one look frightened just by looking at them.”

Aren't these the eyes after transforming into a werewolf?

Kaiden's thighs tightened instantly, and he clenched his fists to hold his breath.

The system shook and the progress jumped to 30.00%.

Dean instantly understood the identity of this man.
"Have you ever told anyone about him?"

"I mentioned it, but no one believes that people can live in the mountains." John sighed. "From the day Lucinda was rescued, she was fascinated by this man full of wild and free temperament. She thought she had found Prince Charming. She thought They are a match made in heaven.”

"Lucinda often walked away from her farm work and secretly went on dates with this man."

"But how could Clara and I allow it!?" John patted his pipe on the stool angrily, with an expression like a father who saw his daughter being entangled by a gangster, "This guy lives mysteriously in a dangerous mountainous area. , I don’t even want to reveal my name, and I don’t want to come to see my father-in-law and say a few soft words.”

"He was hiding in the mountains, tempting Lucinda to date him like a devil in the wild, silently exuding an intolerable temper like a stone in a cesspit."

"We are going crazy with anger!" John hammered his chest and spat, "Who can bear the thought of his precious daughter, the most beautiful flower in Dog Town, being ruined by cow dung! Clara and I Lucinda was locked in the basement and she was not allowed to go out for two months.”

"But one night, we were knocked unconscious for no apparent reason. When we woke up, we found that the basement door had been opened and Lucinda had been snatched away!"

John sighed dejectedly and looked at the sky with heartache.

"Some time later, when she was released, she became pregnant, and she was carrying you, Kayden Wilkas!"

……

Wadfa——

Kaiden covered his face and took a deep breath.

"My mother was forcibly taken away and pregnant with me?"

Dean patted his shoulder comfortingly,

"I have no choice but to act against my conscience. This is not forced. In fact, Lucinda was very happy to be pregnant with that man's child." John looked at his grandson to calm down his restless mood. "After she became pregnant, she often touched her belly and giggled. , there is a kind of happiness from the heart, so happy that I have lost the ability to think."

"Isn't this just like being pregnant for three years?" Dean muttered softly.

Kaiden breathed a long sigh of relief. It was okay that they were in love. He couldn't accept that he was the son of a strong criminal.
"Although I am angry, there has never been any precedent for abortion in our Wilcas family... Clara and I took good care of the pregnant Lucinda. The man had some conscience and often quietly sent some game to Lucinda at night. He recuperated and took the initiative to help drive away wolves and lynxes from our farm. It’s incredible to say that from then on, until today, my farm has never been harassed by wild beasts.”

Dean nodded secretly.

John's sharp eyes softened slightly, "The days were peaceful and hopeful. Clara and I gradually accepted the fact that the wild man was our son-in-law from the bottom of our hearts. We are all looking forward to the coming of new life."

"Child, the moment you were born, the whole world was renewed. You are a gift from God to our Wilkas family." John couldn't help but hugged Caiden again, and then took out another one from the box. I collected a bunch of photos, of a little baby with red lips and white teeth lying in a swaddle, giggling, taking photos with her grandparents, and mother. Lucinda's smooth and jade-like skin was filled with the brilliance of motherhood, as beautiful as a painting.

John's eyes wandered between the photo of his grandson and the real person, "Look at this rosy little face, how cute it is. After more than ten years, you have turned into a handsome young man, enough to drive all the girls in Dog Town crazy."

Kaiden looked at the picture of his mother holding him in the photo, and thought of his adoptive parents who were killed by him. He couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What happened next?"

"Lucinda has been raising you for about two months. The man officially came to our family and made an unreasonable request——" John's voice changed and he said sadly, "He wants to take you to the mountains to raise you, and Lucinda is not allowed to accompany you. Which means he will take you away from your mother!"

"Why did that bastard on the mountain separate us mother and son?" Kaiden murmured,
"This is the most irritating point. He didn't give any explanation at all. If Clara hadn't stopped me at that time -" John's face turned red, a ray of cold light shot out from the slits of his eyes, and he suddenly stood up and took a few steps, "I Already shot that bastard who messed with Falk!"

The old man blew his beard into the air and stared,

"Lucinda threatened death, and the man promised to give you mother and son a few days to say goodbye. But my daughter seems to know that once you are sent to the mountain, you mother and son will never see each other again. So she secretly sent you out of Dog Town, Hua I gave you a sum of money to send you to an orphanage for temporary foster care. I’m going to take you back after you’re done.”

"The man didn't pick you up when the time came. When he found out that you were sent away, he stared at Lucinda for 10 minutes with a horrified expression. I can't describe the feeling. It was like being targeted by a pack of evil wolves. I could hardly breathe. I got angry and was about to call the police, but he suddenly left without saying a word."

"And Lucinda's plan also went wrong. Healthy and beautiful children like you are a hot commodity in the orphanage, and soon someone paid a larger sum of money to adopt you."

Kaiden's eyes became dull when he heard this, and he muttered,

"So it was my father's persecution that led to me being adopted."

"Yes," John took a deep breath from his pipe and exhaled confused smoke rings out the window, "Lucinda couldn't find your adoptive parents anyway, so she lost contact with you. She was very sad."

"And not only did she lose her child, but the man never came back to see her again."

"She lost her beloved husband and son at the same time."

"In the years to come, no matter how much Clara and I comforted and cared for her, we could not fill the missing piece in her heart. That October..."

John whispered,
"She committed suicide and we buried her next to the farm where she had spent her whole life for ten years."

"My poor daughter, such an innocent and romantic little girl, ended up like this... Wow, my poor Lucinda, I never got to see you until my death."

John covered his face and choked.

Kaiden hugged the old man, closed his eyes and lowered his head, a tear falling silently from his face.

Dean couldn't help but look at his companion with sympathy, and killed his adoptive parents with his own hands, and his biological mother committed suicide under the pressure of her father.

What a tragic life. Perhaps the combination of werewolves and humans is doomed to this ending.

After listening to the story of Lucinda and her husband, the progress of the incident has increased to 50.00%.

……

"Don't be too sad, Grandpa, your health will be bad if you cry so much. I want to go to worship my mother." Kaiden wiped the muddy tears on the old man's face and said,

"Come on, kid, go see her."

The two of them went downstairs together, walked to the golden wheat field next to the farm, and picked a bouquet of carnations in the garden on the roadside.

Dean followed quietly, suppressing a hint of sadness in his heart.

The energy returns to the present.

Now it seems that Kaiden is just a hybrid werewolf - his father is a werewolf from the mountains and his mother is human.

His combat power has surpassed that of the weakest nocturnal species. There is no doubt that purebred werewolves will only be more powerful, which means that the spines, tendons... and claws in their bodies are more perfect forging materials!
Dean had a premonition that he might have a big harvest.

……

The three of them came to a pine tree with a huge canopy. Kaiden placed flowers in front of the tombstone and bowed his head in silence with his grandfather.

Dean glanced at the pine trees beside the grave and the raised grave mound. He instinctively penetrated the soil with God's perspective and descended into the coffin... to examine the inside of the coffin.

Then he narrowed his pupils in surprise - it was pitch black and the visibility was very low, but Dean's current perception allowed him to see clearly - in the center lay a bouquet of withered roses that were almost specimens, but there was no trace of anything. Traces of bones.

Where was Lucinda, or rather her body?
"John, are you sure Lucinda died?"

"I'm sure." John replied subconsciously, "The doctors saved her for a long time, and we watched her turn into a cold corpse with our own eyes. Then she was cremated according to custom, and the urn was put into the coffin and buried together in the ground."

Dean nodded and was cremated. It should be impossible for her to be resurrected, so her ashes were quietly dug up and taken away.

Dean changed the subject again, "No wild animals have invaded your farm for all these years?"

"No..." John replied stiffly.

At this time, Kaiden's voice sounded,

"Lucida, I'm back. I promise you, I will find that man for you and ask him face to face why he forced you and hurt you in the first place."

"Kid, don't mess around!" John heard this and pulled his arm nervously. "There are wolves everywhere on the mountain. It's not for young people like you to run around. Just stay here and get familiar with everything here. , the farm will be yours from now on."

"No, Grandpa, the wolves on the mountain are not dangerous to me." Kaiden just looked at him calmly,
"Don't say stupid things! Even the most experienced hunters in the town dare not go deep into the mountains."

"Listen to me first," a trace of doubt flashed in Kaiden's eyes, "You have never doubted that that man is not an ordinary person."

"Although he has a pair of scary beast eyes, in my limited memory, he never showed any abnormality. He is just an Indian living in the mountains... rich experience in survival in the wild... good at hunting and dealing with wild beasts..."

John's casual denial stopped abruptly, and he looked at his grandson beside him in surprise. Two crescent-shaped fangs came out of his lips, a pair of azure eyes turned into amber vertical pupils, and a strange slit appeared on his cheeks. Dark stripes covered with thick down.

It reflects a large area of ​​dark gold luster under the sunlight.

"This, this...God...wolf...werewolf?!"

John caressed his chest and pointed at his face with trembling fingers. His expression was as exciting as if he was performing a drama. He trembled on his feet as he breathed quickly and fell backwards.

Kaiden's half-animal claws covered half of his back.

"Although I don't know how the werewolves have been hiding under your noses for hundreds of years, they do exist in the mountains of Dog Town. And that man is one of them."

"I inherited his bloodline and can also become a werewolf."

"You know the recent outbreak of lycanthropy in the town, right? It has something to do with the werewolves on the mountain. I have to go find out. If there is something secretly playing tricks, I will make it pay the price!" Kaiden waved his hand, In a flash of silver light, a plum blossom-shaped claw mark bloomed on the thick pine tree.

The old man took a deep breath to suppress his shock and desperately grabbed his furry paws.
"No, kid, if all this is true, you can't run to die! God knows how many werewolves are hidden up there, God, why no one has ever known it! You are just a, no, you are only half a werewolf !”

"I still have friends and teachers! Is he much stronger than me?" Kaiden looked at Dean beside him, and Dean pointed to the sheepfold and snapped his fingers.

John turned around and saw a miraculous scene. An invisible big hand rolled up more than a dozen sheep. They floated to a height of ten meters in the air like weightlessness and began to bleat. The sound was loud on the farm in the early morning. So low cheery and loud.

"Thank you for your courtesy."

(End of this chapter)