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Chatper 214
Chatper 214
Janet urgently dodged to the right and narrowly escaped the blade by one inch.
The killer’s move was swifter than she thought.
He swung his arm and threw a punch at Janet’s shoulder.
Janet was a trained soldier.
She was confident that she could stop that punch.
So she raised an arm and tried to seize his arm
BANG!
She was sent flying backward and knocked into the closet. The loud, shattering noise
echoed in the room.
Fuck!
She forgot that she was dealing with a Lycan!
Janet felt as though her organs were turned upside down by that punch.
Her body was in a huge pain. Her head was spinning.
“JANET! WATCH OUT!!!” Belle let out an earsplitting scream.
Janet urgently dodged to the right and narrowly escaped the blade by one inch.
The killer’s move was swifter than she thought.
He swung his arm and threw a punch at Janet’s shoulder.
Janet was a trained soldier.
She was confident that she could stop that punch.
So she raised an arm and tried to seize his arm-
BANG!
She was sent flying backward and knocked into the closet. The loud, shattering noise
echoed in the room.
Fuck!
She forgot that she was dealing with a Lycan!
Janet felt as though her organs were turned upside down by that punch.
Her body was in a huge pain. Her head was spinning.
There was a bloody taste in her mouth.
The killer leapt forward raising the blade up high in the air and stabbed at her heart! There was no way
that she could dodge this.
She sat there, her heart racing wildly, with her entire life flashing through her eyes-
Just then, a loud roar exploded in the room!
Wells rushed at the killer and tackled him to the ground.
The killer rolled over on the floor, raising his blade up.
“JANET! WATCH OUT!!!” Belle let out an earsplitting scream.
Janet urgently dodged to the right and narrowly escaped the blade by one inch.
The killer’s move was swifter than she thought.
He swung his arm and threw a punch at Janet’s shoulder.
Janet was a trained soldier.
She was confident that she could stop that punch.
So she raised an arm and tried to seize his arm
BANG!
She was sent flying backward and knocked into the closet. The loud, shattering noise. echoed in the
room.
Fuck!
She forgot that she was dealing with a Lycan!
Janet felt as though her organs were turned upside down by that punch.
Her body was in a huge pain. Her head was spinning.
There was a bloody taste in her mouth.
The killer leapt forward raising the blade up high in the air and stabbed at her heart!
There was no way that she could dodge this.
She sat there, her heart racing wildly, with her entire life flashing through her eyes-
Just then, a loud roar exploded in the room!
Wells rushed at the killer and tackled him to the ground.
The killer rolled over on the floor, raising his blade up.
Yet Wells shifted before he made an attack again.
Within the blink of an eye, the handsome young man had transformed into a Lycan with silver fur and
sharp fangs.
His wolf was much similar to Westin’s, only smaller in size.
The Lycan guarded in front of Janet and let out a deafening howl at the killer.
The killer knelt on the floor and hesitated.
His gaze flickered to Janet.
Janet finally saw that he was wearing a mask that covered most part of his face, with
only a pair of eyes exposed.
A pair of cold, smokey grey eyes.
“Who the fuck are you” Wells roared.
The Lycan flung his paw and went at the killer.
The killer jumped up from the floor urgently, dashed across the room, and jumped out of the window.
“STOP!!!”
Wells went after him at once.
Belle rushed to Janet’s side. She knelt down, cupping her face with both hands and sobbed in a
horrified voice:
“…JJanet, are you alright? Please…Please don’t die….”
Janet breathed heavily, fighting with the pain.
She wanted to tell Belle not to worry.
Yet before she could say anything, darkness kicked in.
She passed out in Belle’s arms.
Hours or probably even days–later, Janet opened her eyes again.
She was lying on her bed.
Bright sunlight flooded into the room through the curtains.
It was already the morning.
“JANET!” two voices gasped in unison.
Two faces appeared in her sight–similar golden hair, identical blue eyes…
It was Wells and Belle.
Janet held her shoulder and struggled to sit up straight, “…How long did I-
“A whole night.” Belle answered with tears circling in her eyes, “I was so worried, Janet…are you going
to be alright?”
Janet rubbed her curly hair, “I am feeling better already. You didn’t tell anyone about this, did you?”
Wells shook his head with a tight frown, “Belle wanted to call the doctor, but I don’t think it is a good
idea to let people know about this before we identify the killer.” Janet gave him a faint smile, “You did
the right thing.”
She trusted no one in this castle, not even the doctors.
“And thank you, Wells. You saved my life last night.”
Wells scratched his head, a youthful and sheepish grin on his face.
Belle held Janet’s hand and asked, “But at least you should let Westin know about this! Ask him to find
the killer and execute him!”
“Belle is right. We will hunt that bastard down!” Wells snapped. “I want to see who dares to assassin
you under the Lycan King’s watch!”
Janet’s eyes became cold.
She had made a lot of enemies since she arrived at the Lycan’s land.
She wondered which one of her enemies did this as well.
“Did you catch up with him last night?” she asked Wells.
There was a frustrated look on Wells’s face, “No. That bastard was incredibly fast. And he seemed to
know the way around the castle.
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“But he left this.”
Westin placed a piece of grey cloth on the bed.
“I tore it off from his clothes at night,” he said
Janet picked up the cloth and studied it closely.
She saw people dressed in cloaks made of similar cloth
The House of Shadows.
Which happened to be Elder Lamonte and Agnes’s house.
Janet clenched the cloth with fury burning in her chest.
She knew that these two people wanted her gone.
But she didn’t know that they were willing to make the killing move.
She underestimated her enemies.
A horrible mistake.
“Where is the Elder’s Council?” she asked abruptly.
The twins exchanged a look of astonishment. Then Wells asked, “What are you doing? Shouldn’t you
alert Westin first?”
“No. I need to confront someone first.”
If the House of Shadow was behind this, even Westin’s hands were tied.
Janet didn’t think he would offend the elders for her.
So she was in this fight alone.
“If you want to go to the Elder Council, I can show you the way,” Belle said. “But your injury…”
“I am fine,” said Janet getting off the bed.
The Elder Council sat on an isolated peak, overlooking the entire castle.
The architecture rose like a mountain of intricately carved ivory stone, reaching towards the heavens.
Pillars, hewn from the mighty trees that once guarded the mist forest, soared to dizzying heights, their
branches intertwined overhead.
Lycan soldiers stood outside of the iron gate.
When they saw Wells and Belle approach, they immediately stepped aside and let them through.
The twins followed Janet up through the marble staircase till they reached the enormous, ornate doors
that guarded the hall.
“Do you want us to come in with you? To keep you safe?” Wells asked in worry. Janet smiled, “No that
is fine. I can go in by myself.”
She pushed the enormous doors open and stepped into the hall alone.
It was a spacious, circular space.
Sunlight filtered through the stained–glass windows that adorned the walls, creating an ethereal
ambiance.
A chandelier suspended from the apex, its gems glittering like descended stars in the
daylight.
Three large round tables took up most of the space. A golden throne was placed on at raised platform
facing the tables and the doors.
The elders stopped abruptly when they heard the sound of the door opening up. He jerked around with
the others, a shocking expression on his face.
“Who allowed you in? This is the Elder Council!” he snarled.
Janet ignored him and made her way down the aisle, toward the throne.
Westin stood up from the throne with a frown, “Janet, what are you doing-
“You assassinated Daran?” she snapped, clenching her fists.
Westin narrowed his eyes.
“Yes,” he answered in an indifferent voice.
“How dare you-”
Janet gritted her teeth.
Daran didn’t want to start a goddamn war.
He was coming because Westin abducted her!
“The werewolves are my people!” she growled, “Do not touch them!”
“Is that so?”
Janet let out a cold laugh, “Then how come your future Queen almost got killed in her own room last
night?”
The Elders gasped in unison.
Westin widened his eyes abruptly, “…WHAT?”
Janet reached into her pocket and took out the grey cloth.
“This piece of cloth was torn off from the killer’s shirt,” she said icily. “Now. Does anyone of you want to
come forward and claim it?”
There was an outbreak of muttering at this.
Janet’s gaze traveled through the crowd and fixed on Elder Lamonte’s face.