Novel 543
Chapter 226
Chapter 226
She could already see his face, even with that distance between them.
-Daran!!
She opened her mouth to call to him again.
But a great force came from her back, knocking her to the ground.
She snapped her head around to bite the attacker.
Yet her neck got hit the next second
The piercing pain coursed through her body and caused her to shift back to human.
She lay on the ground, kicking her legs in vain, panting roughly. The attacker bent his back and caught
her throat with one hand.
With the help of the dim moonlight, she saw the attacker’s face.
…Clemente!
“Cle”
She didn’t have the chance to utter a single word, because he had clamped a hand over her mouth and
dragged her into the bushes.
She was furious. She tried to fight back with all her might.
Yet he easily pressed her body to the cold hard ground and tied her fours, taped her mouth shut.
“…Don’t force me to knock you out,” he whispered into her ears.
Heavy footsteps came from the near distance.
Daran rushed over from the edge of the forest.
He looked around. His handsome face was consorted by anxiety and panic.
“…Janet!”
He started to yell, his voice trembling, “Is that you, Janet?”
Tears streamed down from Janet’s eyes.
She could see him from behind the bushes.
They were just a few feet apart!
She twisted her body and made a muffled cry, trying to get Daran’s attention.
Yet Clemente held a cold dagger against her belly.
Janet froze.
A chill of horror swept across her. From NôvelDrama.Org.
…How did Clemente know about her pregnancy?!
Clemente looked down at her, his grey eyes gleaming coldly.
DON’T
He warned her eyes his eyes
Daran was still calling her name, “JANET! Fuck…Janet…Please just answer me-” “Looking for
someone, King Daran?”
A cold voice came behind the woods.
A tall and muscular figure stepped out of the darkness, directing an icy gaze upon
Daran.
Daran clenched his fists, hatred burning in his eyes as he gritted, “…Westin.”
“I haven’t personally congratulated you on your coronation yet,” Westin said with a
cool smile on his lips. “Congratulations, you finally got what you wanted. But that doesn’t give you the
right to come here and make a fuzz in my land.”
“Where is Janet!” Daran snapped.
Westin spread his hands, “What makes you think that I have her? Maybe she grew tired of you and ran
off herself…since you are such an obnoxious
person.”
“Cut the craps!” Daran roared, his eyes bloodshot, “You fucking took her!!!”
Westin suddenly burst out laughing.
“No. She left with me, voluntarily,” he said, chuckling. “And she is very happy in the Lycan’s land. She
has also agreed to recognize our mate bond in the following few days…Oh, and here is a message
from her and it comes down to two simple words: FUCK OFF”
Janet shook her head in the bushes.
Tears running down her cheeks.
No.
That was not what she thought!
Don’t believe in any of that Daran!
“Fucking lies!” Daran growled. “Hand her over now or-
“Or what?” Westin asked defiantly.
-Or I will bloodshed your entire Kingdom. Staring with YOU!”
He leaped forward, shifting into a giant wolf in midair, and stuck at Westin!
Westin dodged urgently.
A hint of shock flickered across his eyes when he saw Daran’s wolf.
The giant black wolf had its whole body imprinted with intricate patterns, and a patch of golden fur on
its forehead.
It looked like a mythical creature depicted in the ancient tale!
Westin gritted his teeth and shifted as well.
The silver–white Lycan and the black werewolf lunged at each other simultaneously, aiming to kill!
Their fangs flashed like daggers in the moonlight as their bodies collided.
Westin was sent flying backward and crashed into a pine tree, making a huge crashing noise!
Daran lunged forward, his jaws snapping at the Lycan’s back.
He tossed his head and ripped a huge chunk of flesh off the Lycan’s body!
The silence of the woods shattered as the white wolf howled in rage and pain! Janet rounded her eyes
in shock.
Daran didn’t stand a chance when he first met Westin.
But the crown empowered him.
He had become stronger…Even stronger than she thought.
Maybe he really had a chance of defeating Westin!
She wanted to see the end of that fight.
But Clemente didn’t give her a chance.
In the noise of the brutal fight, he threw her onto his back and carried her dashing into the misted
forest.
NO!!!
She roared internally.
Don’t take her away! She worked so hard to get this far! She was already so close to the man she
loved.
Yet she was still moving away from Daran.
The sounds of their howls and fights grew fainter and fainter.
Clemente didn’t stop until they reached the heart of the mist forest.
He set her down on a rock and ripped off the tape on her mouth.
She took a sharp inhale of breath, panting heavily, and glared at him.
Clemente bent down to untie her fours.
Yet she snarled, “-DON’T TOUCH ME!”
He froze.
And withdrew his hands.
…It was a stupid idea to run,” he looked down at her with cold.
eyes.
“Stupid?! Your King kidnapped me! He is a shameless abductor! When Daran kills
him-
“He can’t,” Clemente said in a flat tone.
“Of course, he can! You saw how he ripped off Westin’s flesh-
“They are equally strong, yes. But he won’t be able to kill my king. I know that for a fact.”
Janet let out a loud sarcastic laugh.
Her chest was about to explode with anger and frustration.
“The king will come back within an hour. And when he does
Clemente glanced at Janet.
There was a hint of pity in his eyes.
You better pray that his mind is clouded by rage.”
So they sat there and waited.
Janet rested her head on her knees, keeping her eyes on the dark forest.
After what felt like an eternity, a blundering figure came into her sight.
Janet’s heart started racing wildly.
Then it sunk the next second as though she missed a step going downstairs.
….It wasn’t Daran.
Westin walked up to her at a slow pace. His right leg was injured. And there were numerous bleeding
wounds on his body.
He looked horrible, defeated..
Those blue eyes of his, once gentle and soft, were now dark with a storm building in
them.
Janet glared at him..
“…Fuck you,” she hissed.
She had nothing to lose now.
She couldn’t be bothered to hide her hatred.
Westin let out a cold sneer.
He caught her chin and caressed her skin with his thumb.
“You are a jerk. You always are!” she trembled under his touch.