Chapter 129
“If it is absolutely impossible to get Lance out of the city, I don’t mind going for the first option,” Daran said icily.
Janet gave him a look of astonishment.
That was a hard decision to make. And few people were tough enough to make that decision this quick.
“You are crazy,” Andre snapped in fume. “Do you know how many people are there in the city of Grace Ruin? And you are going to kill them all?”
“If that is what it takes to kill Lance, then yes,” Daran answered ruthlessly.
“Including me? Your friend? And all those women and children?!”
A cold gleam appeared in Daran’s eyes, “We had already agreed that we would
go separate ways after this one-time cooperation. We are no friends, Andre. If you are so afraid of dying, switching sides and abandoning your rogue identity is always an option.”
Andre clenched his fists, looking as though he wanted to throw a punch at Daran’s face.
Janet quickly stepped in between them to stop the fight, “Calm down, the both of you. We are not making this decision right now. Andre, tell us how your father died. Did someone kill him outside of the rogue’s territory?”
“Yeah…that is right.”
Andre lowered his voice, a sad look on his face.
“My father didn’t quite understand the rules of this power when he was the King. He knew that a sacred power was protecting him from being hurt by the others, but he didn’t know that the charm would be busted once he was out of our land…One time he went hunting and went beyond the borderline, and he was ambushed by an enemy.”
“Then why didn’t the person who killed your father become King?” Janet asked.
“The Rogues doesn’t have a clear line of succession. If the former King dies, the next King won’t appear until all the rogues pledge their loyalty to the same person. After my father passed away, there was a long time of turbulence…..And then Lance showed
up.”
“He united all the tribes,” Daran said.
“Yeah, with dirty tricks and sow discord,” Andre snorted in disgust. “And he chased me down and tortured me..,until I told him the rules of this sacred power. And now I am handing this key to you.”
He raised his head and looked at Daran and Janet with a pleading face.
“I know that we are on different sides, and you need to do what is necessary…but just remember this-not all rogues are bad. My father never invaded your land once. Lance is the source of all evilness…Don’t go for the rest of us. Don’t make me regret giving you this key.”
Daran looked back at him, deadpan.
Daran looked back at him, deadpan.
“We need to go,” he said eventually.
He didn’t give Andre a clear answer of what they were going to do.
When the two of them left the tent, they saw guards running around, busy to save the fire, and panicked girls fleeing the campsite in the middle of the chaos.
In the distance, a soaring fire lit up the night sky.
Janet gazed at the fire with a sweet sense of triumph at heart.
They successfully burned this hell hole to ashes.
Now that Danton died…Lance was next up on the list.
“Let’s go,” Daran whispered to her ears.
Janet nodded. They held hands and ran into the woods.
The fire went so high that they could still see that part of the sky being lit up when they were back to Lance’s palace.
People back at the palace had all heard about the fire. Panic was spreading. Guards left their spots and went up to the rampart to get a better view of the fire.
Nobody noticed that Janet and Daran were gone for half of a night and had just come
back.
Once they were in the suite, Janet took off her clothes and threw them into the fireplace, destroying all the evidence.
Daran went to pour her a glass of wine.
“Cheers.” he raised the glass, “I think we deserve a little celebration for tonight.”
Janet smiled and clinked her glass with his.
“So what is your decision?” she asked lowly after a a sip.
Daran sighed. He placed his glass on
the table and leaned forward to hug her, “Do
we really have to talk about that right now?”
“Yeah…I want to know what you think.”
“You won’t like my answer,” he said
Janet lapsed into silence.
She knew Daran.
He was a decisive and ruthless person, an Alpha, always willing to make the hard. decisions.
s person, an
And frankly speaking, destroying the Grace Ruin was easier compared to luring Lance out of the city.
They could now summon their forces, start an attack, take down the city, and. slaughter any rogues who decided to stick with Lance.
Most rogues were not as trained as their soldiers. So this battle wouldn’t be a hard
one.
But…she was reluctant.
She couldn’t stop thinking about all those people whom she had become acquainted with since she got here, people who had helped her, like Morgana, Andre, or even that girl Dora tonight.
Many of them didn’t choose to become rogues.
And they certainly didn’t deserve to be buried with Lance.
“Remember the time that I was kidnapped by the rogues and left in the woods. alone?” she asked Daran.
Daran’s jaw tightened. That was his darkest memory, something that he would.
never want to revisit.
“Yeah. Why?” he asked lowly.
“If my brother didn’t arrive just in time to bring me back to Blood Moon Pack, I might become a rogue myself. If that happens, will you kill me along with the others?”
Daran tightened his grip on Janet’s hand. He looked frustrated.
“No! I won’t allow that to happen!” he growled darkly.
“I know. But hypothetically…”
“Don’t make such a horrible hypothesis.” He pulled her into his arms and pressed her head firmly against his chest, “Just…don’t.”
He couldn’t even begin to imagine that. It hurt too much.
He lowered his head and buried his nose into her hair. He could smell her scent, which calmed the beast inside of his chest.
“I don’t do anything to upset you, Janet,” he said.
“Really?” Janet beamed. “Even if it means that you will have to choose the more difficult path?”
“Yes. Even so.”
He gently stroked her long hair, immersing himself in her enticing scent.
“You are always my top priority…no matter what happens, despite all
circumstances.”
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Janet’s heart swelled. She wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him tighter.
He was a cold and ruthless Alpha.
But the ruthless Alpha was willing to turn soft for her.
They could hear urgent footsteps and people crying and shouting all night.
At around dawn, someone came to knock on their doors.
Janet was woken by that noise.
She slowly opened her eyes, letting out a small yawn. Daran was already awake. He was lying on his side with his head propped up on one hand, and he was coiling a lock of her hair around his long index finger.
“Do you want to get the door?” she asked.
“Just ignore them,” he said idly.
“They might break in here if we don’t answer.”
“They wouldn’t dare.”
Janet chuckled and gave him a gentle nudge, “Go.”
Daran raised an eyebrow and got out of bed as she told. Janet wrapped a nightrobe around her body and followed him out.
The door opened up. A great group of soldiers stood outside.
“Alpha Daran, the King would like you to come to the Counseling Hall immediately,” one of the soldiers said. “General Danton died last night.”