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Chapter 146
Chapter 146
“If you know that he is fake. Why didn’t you say anything?” Janet asked Morgana.
“Because I didn’t think that it matters.
Morgana shrugged and said in an indifferent sort of way.
“Lance’s army is already fucked, full of thieves, killers, bandits, and all kinds of scum. Sure, Westin
faked his identity, but his issue is basically nothing compared to the others. I just need to
ow that he is a good warrior and that is all that I need.”
Janet let out a sigh.
That was fair.
Most rogues were expelled from their packs because they did something horrible. You couldn’t expect
a group of convicts to have a clean background.
“So you have no idea who Westin really is? And why did he take his identity and become a soldier of
yours?”
Morgana paused. And then slowly shook her head.
“No. I never bothered to find out. And he is really careful with keeping himself away. from the radar. He
followed my every order, nailed every task, and reported back to me on time. I never felt the need to
check on him again.”
The furrow between Janet’s brows grew deeper.
Sounded like that this Westin guy was really smart and good at hiding himself.
“I think he is a friend, not an enemy.”
Morgana rubbed her chin and speculated.
“Just think about it. If he really wants to pledge his loyalty to Lance, why bother faking his identity? The
only reason that he went undercover was because he was planning on something against Lance.”
Janet nodded, “That makes sense…But if he is a friend from our world, how come I never see him
before?”
With that face and body, Westin was someone impossible to ignore.
Janet had met with every important person from all the large packs during their alliance, from the
Alphas to the Betas.
She was certain that this was their first encounter.
“Maybe he comes from a smaller pack?” Morgana suggested. “Or maybe he is just a common soldier.”
“No. He is definitely someone from power. I can feel it.”
Although Westin was dressed in a common soldier’s uniform, he still exuded grace. and nobility.
It was the kind of nobility that Janet had only seen in people from high positions, like Daran and
Casper.
Morgana scratched her head, “Do you want me to check him out? See what I can find?”
“Thank you. That would be nice.” Janet nodded.
“And you can ask him yourself…not directly though. Just beat around the bushes. See what he is up to.
You guys are mates now. You should get to know him a little bit better.”
Janet nodded.
But there was a subtle undercurrent of resistance inside of her heart.
Probably because her second chance mate appeared too out of the blue and she was not ready.
Or simply because…she was not over a certain someone.
“What should we do now?” Janet asked, bringing the topic back to the main issue. “Is there still a
chance for me to leave the city?”
“It is going to be hard, with all the chaos and messes that we caused tonight. But
don’t worry. I will help you the best I can.”
Morgana wrapped Janet in a long coat and pulled down the hood.
“I will take you to a training site and hide you there. When these calm down, I will find another chance
to sneak you out of the city…”
Yet her words were interrupted by a roaring wolf howl.
Janet and Morgana jerked around in shock and saw a figure loosen up out of the darkness.
It was a gigantic black wolf, its eyes large as yellow lanterns, its height higher than the stone walls.
It jumped over the courtyard’s wall and landed on the cobblestone ground in front of
Janet and Morgana with a loud thump.
It was Daran.
He had found them.
Janet looked up to the giant wolf and her heart quickly sank.
Probably because they always fought side by side with each other, so she never realized how
intimidating and scary Daran’s wolf was…
Until now.
“Why can he shift in the city!” Janet hissed.
“He recognized himself as rogue. So the taboo is lifted!” Morgana grabbed her wrist, “Get behind my
back!”
But there was no use.
There was nowhere else for Janet to hide.
The black wolf was lowering its head towards them, its fangs bared, its eyes bloodshot.
“You should never run away from me, Janet.”
Daran’s dark voice echoed in the empty courtyard.
“You promised that you would always stay by my side…So looks like your own words meant nothing to
you.”
Janet gave a sudden flash of anger.
“How dare you talk about promises!”
She raised her head and cried to the black wolf furiously.
“You made a lot of promises to me yourself! Remember?! You promised that we would end this war
together and kill Lance! You promised that I would be the only woman you love! And you fucking forgot
all those!!! So don’t expect me to keep my words as well you fucking asshole!
The wolf arched its back and made a deep growl.
Janet thought that it was going to jump at her and tear her apart.
She shut her eyes, clenching her fists with despair.
Yet the expected pain never came
A few seconds later, an icy–cold hand grabbed her wrist.
Janet opened her eyes again and found that Daran had shifted back to human again.
He was now looking down at her with dark eyes.
“Come back with me,” he said forcefully.
“NO!”
Daran’s jaw tightened in rage.
Janet’s body shook furiously.
She reached for her dagger with another hand.
She wanted to stab this fucking asshole. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.
It probably wouldn’t kill him….but anything to make him feel the pain!
Yet before her finger touched the hilt of the dagger, a figure came in between her and Daran.
‘Alpha Daran, this is not the way to treat a lady,” said Westin in a calm yet stern voice.
The two men stood about the same height, glaring at each other. Tension was quickly building in the
air.
Daran’s eyes were slits of fury, “Who the fuck are you?”
Westin curved his lips into an icy smile, “I report to Lady Morgana.”
Yet Westin stood in front of him, unyielding.
“But I kind of feel that this is my business,” Westin said.
Janet’s heart skipped a beat.
She had a sudden feeling of what Westin was going to say but she hardly thought that this was a good
time…
“Westin!” she hissed urgently, hoping that he would shut up.
But he didn’t.
“Janet is my mate,” said Westin loud and clear. “So keep your hand off, my mate.”
A deathly silence fell upon them.
Daran rounded his eyes, astonished.
His handsome face was slowly contorted by fury.
“…She is your WHAT?” he snarled.