Mew was back to his favorite place to meet his favorite person. The only difference was that Solo was waiting in the car while he was strolling along the shore.

Mew had his mind fixed to confess everything to Gulf. He wanted to tell his that he was his mate and welcome his to the throne to rule beside him after mating.

His eyes had a unique glint in them. His mind was in pure joy. The moonlight shown down on the sea illuminating the rock which was his usual resting place.

"Gulf!" He called out to his mste and sat down on the shore.

He got no response. He waited for his to come. It became minutes and then hours.

Mew sat there for 2 hours while waiting for his. He called out to his several times within this time span.

His dragon growled within. He summoned the King of the ocean and asked him about Gulf to only be turned down.

A saddened Mew walked towards the car while wiping away his tears furiously.

"Phi?" Solo was startled by the sudden intrusion.

"I can't find him." Mew spoke calmly. This meant just one thing- he was a step away from being lost into aggression and despair.

"Phi! We will find them." Solo said trying to calm Mew down.

They drove home feeling distressed.

They walked past the servants and pack members without sparing them a glance. They went into the meeting room.

"Phi, we need to handle the Werewolves before finding our mates." Solo said.

"That's right. Once the war with werewolves would be settled, we can find our mates with peace." Mew said cooling off a bit.

"I am not sure why Phi but I have a doubt. We all know that the Werewolves are keeping a close eye on us. By any chance, do you think they got our mates?" Solo asked.

"But they-"

"Phi, just think, since they keep a close eye on us, they would know we found our mates and they would also know about me being cured from the curse."

"Oh no! My mate is a merman and yours is a human. They are fragile compared to the Werewolves. This is dangerous!"

"Let's work upon fast, phi! Our mates are their key to our destruction. If they are hurt, we are hurt a hundred times more."

The brothers called their pack members for a meeting. The meeting resulted in 2 options.

The first option was to make war but this wasn't very good because the both packs were equally powerful. This would result in a huge destruction to even the winning pack.

The second option was to put forward a peace treaty by signing a blood contract. This was settled on by the Dragons Pack.

The next morning, the Dragons Pack members set onto visit the Werewolves after setting a scheduled meeting.

The cars halted inside the compound of the Blood Moon Pack House. Mew and Solo got down first and were welcomed by the Werewolves with a frown.

Mew walked to the training on the grass ground. He walked forward to hear a male voice commanding the moves.

He went forward and saw a familiar figure moving his body with ease. He showed his skills with a sword.

He was impressed by the skills of this warrior. He walked towards his to see him.

"Excuse me?" He said.

The figure turned with a glare that suited warriors of the highest proportions.

His beautiful brown hair, bambi eyes and the pink plump lips were full on display. Anyone would want his to be his beloved.

What struck Mew the most was the person as a whole. Not just his beauty but his identity.

"Gulf!" He whispered.

The boy walked away from him after giving a command to those who trained under him.

His name repeated in his head and the only thing he could do was to stare at his retreating back.

He shook himself awake from the trance and walked into the palace to sit alongside Solo and the other important pack members.

"The Dragon King and Dragon Prince! Welcome to the Blood Moon Pack House." The retired Alpha of the pack said.

"Thank you for the welcome. I am sure you know the purpose of our arrival." Mew said.

"Yes king! I know the purpose. I am really interested in this. It is the best idea to sign a peace treaty."

"So shall we start by stating the rules?" Solo asked.

"We can but before that I would like to introduce my children to you. They are the current rulers. I guess the negotiation should be done with them." The retired alpha called onto his children.

The door of the lavish meeting room was opened to reveal three people- 3 boys.

"I am Gulf, the son of Sarthak, the retired alpha and the ruling alpha of the Blood Moon Pack." Gulf stood in front of the long table.

"I am Gui, the son of Sarthak, the retired alpha and the ruling beta of the Blood Moon Pack which is the second in command here." Gui stood beside his brother with a cold expression.

"I am Win, the son of Sarthak, the retired alpha and the third in command of the Blood Moon Pack." Win stood to the other side of Gulf.

"I am Mew, the Dragon King of Dragons Pack." Mew stood up.

"I am Solo, the Dragon Prince of the Dragons Pack." Solo stood up after swallowing his shock of seeing his mate stand before him.

"The heirs can discuss the treaty as well as the blood contract while the other members can interact with each other over the food laid down." The retired alpha said.

The brothers were led out to another room by the Werewolves siblings to discuss about their further plans.

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