Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 1556:

“Do you think this is part of Ms. Sanderson’s final test? She’s already used vipers before… Luring wolves could be just as easy, right?” Another voice chimed in, slightly more suspicious, “Isn’t it strange that the squad leaders are gone too?”

The group, hearing these remarks, exhaled in relief. If this was all part of Harlee’s plan, then perhaps they didn’t have to fear risking their lives after all.

Lionel’s sharp gaze turned toward the two recent speakers, his tone icy.

“From the moment we arrived, the squad leaders made it clear that the wolves were the biggest threat out here. They didn’t know when the wolves would strike! So, if you’re still holding on to that kind of hope, I suggest you crawl further into the desert to hide—unless you’d prefer to die stupidly.”

The two men flushed with embarrassment under Lionel’s pointed rebuke but couldn’t find the words to counter. They could only glare in frustration.

Rita, ever the stern voice of reason, took over.

“If you don’t agree with Lionel’s words, I suggest you form your own group!” she snapped, her tone firm.

“Everyone, prepare for battle!”

Just as she finished, a massive black wolf, its body nearly twice the size of a regular gray wolf, surged to the front. It lifted its head high and let out a mighty roar, a sound quickly joined by a chorus of howls from the pack behind it.

was deafening, shaking the very

knowing look with Rita. His voice was calm, but there was

world of fiction

to take it down first, no matter

thinking

terrain, and then added, “Wolves are faster and more resilient than we are. We have to act quickly, or

nodded, his

the sniper, we’ll charge in—front and back. We move together,

signal to Rosie, who was poised and ready, and then turned to Mooney and Josh,

his eyes glinting with approval. He held Harlee’s waist, his voice

not as clueless as

gave a nod, agreeing with his assessment. She

twelve?” she asked, her

instead observing the soldiers’

said,

in Breezeland, they need

smirked, her pride