Chapter Hundred and Twenty–Eight What he seeks.
Chris’s POV
Leave the best for the last, they say.
The last three rogues were hectic. Either about breaking Delta rank or heavily skilled warriors.
I caught one’s leg and dragged my claws down to his ankle. He fell to the ground, then pulled himself away from me.
The other two tackled, head–butted, and gut–punched, but I dodged it all.
I kicked the other, and he fell on his partner. I was losing strength, but I braced myself for another fight.
They were getting up.
“You should leave. I feel strong energy, Logan!” my wolf warned
I looked down at my hands, wondering what to do when I realized I hadn’t used the grenades.
The poisonous gas was a huge fail, nearly killed me. I picked two of the grenades and ran to the door.
As the two rogues chased me, I threw them at them and watched them blow up. Horrifying.
Some grunts came from inside the cave, while Logan’s energy grew stronger. Was I to run or finish my mission?
“Run!” my wolf barked.
I blocked him out. I wasn’t going to run because of Logan and risk another attack on my pack.
I walked back inside the cave, holding a sword of a dead rogue. The last rogue, who was already disabled, had an easier
death.
I slashed his head in one go, sending him to the Moon goddess quickly.
My wolf warned me of Logan’s energy getting closer, but I rested on the cave wall, awaiting him. “We needed to talk.”
In my hands were two grenades. He showed up, dressed in a white tunic. He snarled seeing me. “I knew it would be you. I smelled you from far off.”
“Same with me. And I brought gifts,” I smirked, then flung the grenades in his direction.
His eyes widened, and he was fast to miss them, but not completely. The explosion made him hit his head on a nearby rock. He bled slowly.
But a smile crept to his face. “You weakened me so I wouldn’t fight you. I guess I’m going to just chat with you also, then
leave.”
Also? “Sadly, it seems so. But you’d die when we meet again,” I promised.
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Chapter 159.
“Hmm. Same thing Rihanna said,” he laughed. “You two would ave been a really good pair.”
I frowned. Did he meet Your Silver recently?
I’ve been staying at Boots and Rivers market, and have been getting good gossip. Your Silver was your mate!” he declared.
I didn’t think that market would tolerate vices like gossiping. What did I expect? It was filled with females.
“Emphasis on ‘was‘. And that’s not your business. Tell me, what’s your reason for all these attacks?” I changed the topic.
“I want to. Don’t you see?” he paced around. “I do as I please, m a lonely Alpha Lycan King with nothing to do…”
“Stop those lies! You’re being strategic, wasting your strength, making alliances, all because you want to? Nonsense!” I
roared.
I needed the answers, and I needed them now.
His forehead creased, his eyes darkened on me. “Then why, Chris? Why do you think I do all these?”
I had given it lots of thought. But the only thing I could come up with was revenge. I didn’t know to whom or why.
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