Chapter 181

Janet clenched her fists abruptly, her eyes blazing with anger.

“You fucking used him!!!” she snarled.

The courtyard’s solemn atmosphere was interrupted by Janet’s sudden roar. All rogue soldiers jerked around to look at her, not knowing what was going on.

Daran kept his hands in his pocket, meeting Janet’s glare with cold eyes.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” he said calmly.

“Stop fucking pretending!”

Janet strode up to him and grabbed him by the collar.

He stood a few inches taller. She dragged his head down furiously with one hand.

“You know what I was talking about… You fucking used Kass!”

She hissed at him, her raging voice echoing in the night sky.

“You had the chance of killing Lance yourself, but you didn’t. You tossed Lance toward Kass instead. You plotted this whole thing! You want him to be the new Rogue King so that he will offer you his blood!”

Daran’s jaw tightened.

His face was turning dark.

“I did him a favor,” he gritted. “If it weren’t for me, he would never have the chance. to possess such a power!”

“Not everyone is as power–hungry as you! You didn’t even ask if he wants this!”

“Why the fuck do you care?!” Daran snapped, “You aren’t him. You are not even his mate. Where does this temper tantrum come from?”

Of course, she had a right to be angry!

She was the only one who knew about Daran’s plan.

She had a chance to stop him.

Yet she didn’t.

Fuck, she should have realized that the person that Daran wanted to be King was Kass all along!

Because it was so obvious. He was the perfect one!

Morgana was off the list because she despised Daran.

But Kass was different.

Kass spent years in the werewolf society, ruled by Alphas. If Daran ordered him to offer his blood as an Alpha, Kass would most likely say Yes out of his fear of the Alpha aura.

Daran…What a manipulative, cunning bastard!

“Wait. What was going on?” Kass asked behind their back, sounding perplexed.

totally lost.” Morgana joined the conversation and asked, “What were you talking about? What

matter how many times Daran begs you, do

“M–My blood?”

looking completely lost, “Why does he need my blood? Does

think they are the same blood type,

is not that!” Janet cried, frustrated. “I–I

a vein popping on Daran’s

wouldn’t help me. Fine! But why

friends!

in fume with tension building in the

fight that they didn’t

Morgana gasped abruptly.

…The Lycans…” she hissed.

had blocked the courtyard’s entrance. Standing up front was their King

stepping into the silver moonlight, the

their clench on their weapons, feeling

We took care of him. The chaos and turmoil that

standing by Westin’s

light chuckle, “We offered our help. Yet now you are getting rid of us without a thank you. That

for your help. You just

most certainly did invite

is dead.” Morgana snorted, “We have a new

keeping a watchful eye

offering blood or something.” Westin narrowed his eyes, gazing at Daran

bit her lips, unsure of what she should

want a Werewolf King. Because the Werewolf King was the only one who had the power to

put her

that put her

hated Daran for how he used her

she would hate it more if the Lycans

waited but nobody

forward, his

told you, didn’t he?” Westin asked in a strained voice, “He told you…about. how to

cold

afraid of the werewolf!” Edwin

“But you should.”

his face, “You

howl met their ears

It was Westin.

dashed forward and went directly

his reflex saved him. He stepped to the side and narrowly escaped the punch

was aimed at

on Daran’s

Daran flying

hands over her mouth, her eyes

never seen anyone defeat Daran in

the strongest werewolf she

over with just

striking physical difference between a werewolf

dare to imagine what if that punch landed

heart would probably explode right on the

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