Lance parted his lips in shock.
He stared at Morgana unblinkingly as though he was trying to understand why he was suddenly betrayed.
Morgana pulled the blade abruptly. Blood gushed out and spilled all over her body. Lance lurched but regained his balance quickly.
He covered the wounds with one hand and asked through gritted teeth. “Because I don’t like a man ruling over me! Not to mention a monster like you!” Morgana snarled, “Is that a good enough reason for you?”
She raised her hand to stab him again.
But Lance caught her wrist this time.
He suddenly started laughing, his voice getting louder and louder.
“You think this can kill me?” Lance took a step back and snarled, “You… You bunch of idiots! You had no idea! YOU KNOW NOTHING!!!”
He let out a rumbling howl and shifted.
This was the first time Janet saw Lance’s wolf.
It was a bony beast with mottled fur, a mixed color of grey and brown. Its size was small, even smaller than most soldier’s wolves.
This was not the physique of a warrior. It looked too weak, almost sickly.
Lance pounded the ground with its front paw and roared:
The rogues yelled, raising their weapons, and came at the Blood Moon Pack’s soldiers. Wolf howled, gunshot, and the clanging noise of blades echoed in the air. Janet dodged the attack from a rogue and looked for Lance urgently.
She spotted that mottled wolf running down the hill.
“That cunning bastard is getting away!” Janet cried, “He is using his soldiers to drag us back. Stop him!”
They couldn’t afford to have Lance running back to the rogue’s territory again.
Or they wouldn’t be able to kill him.
“I got this!” Daran sprinted forward and went after Lance.
Janet wanted to follow him, but she was stopped by the rogues.
They launched into a fierce battle.
Soon there were dead bodies lying around everywhere and the blood painted the rock and soil scarlet red.
rock and soil scarlet red.
The rogues outnumbered them. But the Blood Moon Pack’s soldiers were more well-trained.
After wiping out the rogues that surrounded her, Janet looked around again. The fight was still ongoing. But they had managed to get the upper hand.
Yet there was still no sign of Daran and Lance.
It had been about 15 minutes already. It shouldn’t take Daran that long to kill a weak, injured wolf.
…Did anything happen?
Janet felt a sudden thrill of foreboding.
She left the hill and ran into the woods, taking the direction of Daran and Lance.
The woods were dark.
The dense canopy of trees overhead casts the forest floor into shadow. A cloud covered the sun, further darkening the already dim environment.
Janet took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart as she moved deeper into the forest.
She knew that Daran could handle himself.
But the ominous feeling gnawing at her gut wouldn’t go away.
The forest was eerily silent, the only sounds being the occasional rustle of leaves and
the distant call of a bird.
Janet’s senses were on high alert. She found herself jumping at every little noise.
Eventually, her ear caught something in the wind.
It was human whisperings, coming from the distance.
Her heart leaped into her throat as she hurried forward to check it out.
A few moments later, she found two figures ahead, down in a low valley.
It was Daran and Lance.
Lance was slumped against a tree, his face pale and a bloody stain spreading across his shirt. He looked extremely weak, and it would only take one more hit to kill him. completely.
Daran was standing in front of Lance, holding a gun, and pointing at Lance.
But Daran didn’t pull the trigger.
Janet stared at them from behind a tree, anxious.
She didn’t understand… Why didn’t Daran pull the trigger? Why didn’t he kill Lance now?!
Yes, think about what I just said to you…Alpha Daran. I can tell that you are already hesitating.”
Lance chuckled, with blood streaming down from the corner of his mouth.
“Killing me is the wrong decision…The wise thing to do is to keep me alive…”
Janet rounded her eyes in shock.
What the fuck was happening right now?
Killing him was the wrong decision? That was fucking bullshit!
They worked so hard for today! Everything they did-all the sacrifices that they made-was for killing Lance!!
Why hadn’t Daran pulled the trigger yet?
What was he waiting for?!
She was about to jump out and shout at Daran, telling him to do this alread, and end everything.
Yet the next second, she heard Daran’s voice:
…Was it true? What you just said?”
The evil grin on Lance’s lips grew wider as he laughed, “Of course! Of course, it was true! Why would I lie to you? I already said that I want you as my friend and together we can accomplish so many great things together! It was you who betrayed me first!”
He coughed. More blood poured out of his mouth.
“But I am willing to let it slide…as long as you come and work with me,” he chuckled. “Together, we are unstoppable.”
Janet let out a furious cry internally.
Just do it, Daran! KILL HIM!
“…I can make you become The One True King,” Lance said.
The low valley lapsed into a deathly silence.
Daran’s hand dropped, lowering the gun down.
…The One True King?” he repeated lowly after Lance.
“Yes! Not the Alpha King, not the Rogue King… But the one true King who has the power to rule both worlds! To dominate both the werewolves and the rogues! The King of the whole wide world!”
Lance’s voice got louder, filled with enthusiasm.
“You have been wondering why brought you back to the Grace Ruin and treated you. as my guest? Well, now I am telling you…it was because of this! To become The King requires both of us working together. Our union is destined!”
“It sounds like craps to me,” Daran said coldly.
“But aren’t you curious?” Lance said in a tempting voice. “Aren’t you curious about the power you can possess? If you become The King, everyone will have to take orders from you-a common soldier, an Alpha, or a rogue-Everyone! Oh, and Gamma Janet…you love Gamma Janet, right? Aren’t you afraid that another man will snatch her from you? Maybe her second-chance mate? But if you become The King, no man will dare to do that, EVER!
It was like the whisper of a devil, luring people down the dark path.
Janet couldn’t listen to this nonsense anymore.
She rushed out of the woods and cried out loudly: “-Don’t listen to him, Daran! Just kill him!!!”
Daran’s body became stiff when he heard her voice.
But he didn’t turn around to face her.
Janet clenched her fists. She couldn’t believe that Daran was hesitating.
Was he seriously considering this?
No! The Daran that she knew was not a power-hunger person…
Or was he?
Lance grinned. He reached out a hand to Daran and said, “Take my hand, Alpha Daran. I can make you The King. Only I know how!”
Janet roared. Anger clouded her mind.
“FUCK! If you don’t do this, I WILL!”
She rushed forward, her eyes fixed on Lance. But she didn’t notice that a rogue soldier had snuck up on her behind her back.
A sharp pain came from her neck, coursing through her whole body.
Somebody knocked her on the neck.
Janet crushed down to the ground, still panting in rage.
The last thing that she saw before passing out was Daran taking Lance’s hand, and pulling Lance up from the ground.