Chapter 104
Kill a friend?
Janet rounded her eyes in rage.
This was outrageous! There was no way they would do that in a million years!
“Fuck them!” Jared growled, “They are fucking playing with us!”
Dazan clenched his jaw. His eyes gleamed coldly like a piece of ice.
“The Rogue King is here somewhere,” he said deeply.
“How do you know?” Jared asked with a frown.
“I have a feeling. Plus, a man like him would never miss out on such a great show.”
He scanned his eyes across the stands.
“It would be best if we can kill him right here,” he said.
Janet gritted her teeth.
She agreed with Daran that this was a great opportunity to kill the Rogue King. But the problem was that they didn’t know where he was at specifically. And the more important issue was that they didn’t have their wolves.
“OK, let us say that we can locate the Rogue King among the crowd. But can you compete with the Rogue King without your wolf?” Jared asked in worry.
Daran stretched his body calmly.
There was a wild and arrogant twinkle in his eyes.
“There is no way of finding out without a try,” he said haughtily.
“No! No fucking way! I am strongly against it!”
Jared huffed, glaring at Daran.
“I know that you are a strong Alpha and everything. But this is the Rogue fucking King! We fought him brutally for decades and yet still couldn’t end that
motherfucker. What do you think you can take him down barehanded? The alliance can’t afford to lose you!”
Kass nodded in agreement, “I agree. It is too risky. We will find another chance later.”
“I won’t go back empty-handed,” Daran said coldly. “This trip has to accomplish something.”
“And what if the accomplishment is your death?! The Rogue King will fucking like that! It is two against one now. Janet, what do you say?”
They all turned to look at Janet.
Janet bit her lips, her heart struggling inside.
Daran was a fierce, aggressive warrior. He never backed away in the face of danger. Which was the reason why so many rogues were so afraid of him.
But this was no normal danger.
This was the crisis of a lifetime!
The woman’s voice asked loudly from the stands, “What is the delay here? I don’t have all night!”
“Let’s go!” Kass hissed urgently, “Before it is too late, Alpha Daran!”
Yet Daran ignored Kass. He was staring at Janet, his gaze very intimidating.
“Trust me on this, Janet,” he said pressingly.
Janet licked her dry lips, her heart thumping against her ribs like crazy.
“I…”
She uttered a single word and lost her voice again.
Just then, a rattling noise came from behind their backs.
From a peripheral look, Janet saw Glen pick up a knife from the ground.
Her heart skipped a beat.
“What the fuck are you doing, Glen?!” she cried, her voice high and shrill.
Glen stood a few steps away from them, holding that knife in his hand. There was a determined look on his face.
“Don’t be stupid, Glen!” Jared roared, “Drop the fucking knife!”
Janet’s heart had jumped to her throat.
Was Glen really willing to kill one of them?
She hated to doubt any of her friends but…
Glen did betray them once.
“I am sorry guys.”
Glen tightened his grip on the knife. His voice was dry and hoarse.
“But I can’t come this far and accomplish nothing. Those sleepless nights and desperate hopes… it is killing me…”
Kass let out a deep growl and stood in front of Janet. He was the only one who had shifted into his wolf.
“Drop the knife, Glen!” Daran snapped.
Glen lifted the corners of his lips into a bitter smile.
And then, he turned the knife around and pointed it at his own chest.
“NO-!” Janet cried loudly.
The four of them dashed at Glen together. But it was still too late. By the time they got to Glen’s side, the knife had been stabbed into his heart.
“No…No, don’t…Glen!”
Jared knelt by Glen’s side and tried to use his hands to cover the wound. But he couldn’t stop the blood.
“Why the fuck Glen!!!” Jared roared with tears streaming down his face.
Glen’s lips trembled. His eyes were already starting to lose focus.
“You-You need to kill someone-to keep going…it might as well be me…” he said shakily.
“Those motherfuckers are fucking playing with us! You fucking listened to them?!”
“Whatever man…”
Glen smiled weakly. Tears were circling in his eyes.
“Veronica died…and I am a traitor…call me a coward but I don’t want to live anyway…”
He struggled to lift a hand and give it to Daran.
Daran held his hand tightly.
“Y-You are our hope, Alpha Daran…I believe in you…” Glen breathed lightly, “So kill that filthy bastard and avenge me and Veronica…”
Daran clenched his hand.
“You have my word,” he gritted.
Glen breathed out a long sigh. He gazed at the full moon hanging in the middle of the night sky and murmured:
“…Veronica…”
Then he stopped breathing.
Janet’s mind was a complete blank.
She couldn’t believe this. Everything felt so surreal.
They had so many options. They could retreat, or they could risk it and attack the Rogue King. Neither way would lead to the death of their friend.
But Glen still chose the most tragic way.
Just like he said, he didn’t want to live anymore.
Janet blinked and a tear dropped on Glen’s face. She had never hated the Rogue King this much in her entire life!
“We can’t let Glen’s death become vain,” Daran said in a dark voice.
He glanced at Janet and Jared before looking at Kass.
“Remember what I said to you before we left Crimson Fortress?” he asked.
Kass paused.
He nodded reluctantly after a few seconds.
“Good,” Daran said. “Stick to our plan when the time comes.”
Janet looked at them in a daze.
She had no idea what they were talking about.
Stick to the plan?
What plan?
And how come she didn’t know that Daran talked to Kass before they left Crimson Fortress?
Before she could ask about it, a roaring laughter traveled down from the stands and broke the silence.
They all jerked around to look for the source of that laughter.
A tall figure rose from the seat and casually made his way down from the stands. He stepped into the arena and kept walking.
Eventually, he came into the light.
“I have been waiting for you, my friends. Welcome to my Kingdom!” he laughed.
Janet stared at him.
The gorgeous face, the lanky body figure, the pleasant smile…
It was Lance.
The Rogue King was Lance.
In that split second, she understood everything.
The nice blacksmith that she saved from the rogue’s hand was actually their largest enemy. He had been hiding under their noses all these times with a fake identity.
He was the one who killed Veronica.
And Harper.
He must have had Harper working for him as well.
“Why the furious look, my friends?”
Lance giggled. His face was lit up with happiness and excitement.
“It took me a lot of effort to get you here. Especially you, Alpha Daran. You slaughtered so many of my men and sabotaged all my plans…We ought to get to know each other sooner. What a pity.”
Daran stood up and stared at Lance.
There was a bloodthirsty gleam in Daran’s eyes.
“Because you have been hiding in the shadows like a fucking rat,” he said
dangerously.
Lance laughed, “True, true! But I have to put my own safety into consideration here. Not everyone was born with a strong physic and an Alpha aura. But it is not too late, is it? Today is a memorable day. We finally get to meet.”
“Yes.”
Daran said darkly. He clenched his fists, his muscles bulging.
“Very memorable. Because today-is also the day you die!”
Daran suddenly let out a roaring howl, his Alpha aura sweeping across the field like a gush of strong wind!
Horrified gasps could be heard from the stands.
Everyone present-including Lance himself-wobbled on their spots because of the Alpha aura.
Daran dashed at Lance at full speed.
He got to Lance’s side fast as thunder and gripped Larice’s throat.
With a clack noise, he snapped Lance’s neck like a twig!