Chapter 238

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Since the moment I got shot, my wolf had instantly begun to push the bullets out, but as soon as I was carried into the helicopter, a sharp sting had pierced my neck and instantly, my wolf went weak.

“Rest to avoid surprises.” I heard Mr. Blackwell murmur while his son got attended to by healers

I pretended to be unconscious and when I heard I did some damage to Adam’s heart and he would need surgery as soon as we landed, a myriad of emotions went through me.

My heart squeezed at the thought of being betrayed, but then, that same heart, felt concern for his well–being. Did I do too much with Adam? Did he really mean to hurt me?

Of course he did, and if I want to survive. I have to get that through my thick skull.

Adam is no longer my friend and the bullet fragments slowly moving under my skin are a testimony to that.

When the helicopter landed, I paid attention as I was carried down on someone’s hefty shoulders. While he moved. I overheard Mr. Blackwell being welcomed by some people, and from the stench in the air, I could easily detect that we were in the vicinity of rogues.

Why? I couldn’t tell.

After that, the man carrying me went down some steps into the ground. Then we walked down some dimly lit stone hallways before I was placed in a sitting position in a railcar that took us through the dim darkness.

I lost sense of time as we rode, on and on, until eventually we emerged smack in the middle of a forest where yet another car was waiting at the end.

Like a parcel, I was handed over to two hefty men – the same men who were now gripping both sides of my arms as they dragged me in behind Mr. Blackwell into an old building.

I managed to raise my head, and that’s when I saw historical paintings on sky high glass walls. The old building seemed to be like a temple of sorts and from the paintings, it seemed it was a temple used for worshipping Lycaon, the Lycan god.

“Well, well, well, look what the wolf dragged in.” A familiar voice said, and Mr. Blackwell chuckled darkly in response.

I shifted my head to the side to see past his very broad shoulder, and that’s when I saw the Caines and the Cresswells standing on a raised platform some feet away, all dressed in black.

I noticed Konan and Howard were present beside their parents, but Sadie was not.

About six steps led to the raised platform, and after Mr. Blackwell went up, I was forced to go up as well.

my chest, I let the guards roughly handle me up the little steps that led to the platform, and as soon as I got there, Lydia came forward and landed a hot slap on

the side with the impact of her

for my brother, you

I slowly turned my head to her and while she looked appalled at

steadied her.

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Chapter 238

to do that for a very,

kick me in the back of the knees, hand

the floor.

his face, and I think that infuriated him because he backhanded my face

him once again, I swear by the gods, you will suffer for this I

Cresswell said, glaring at my abuser. His eyes carried a fire 1 had never seen before. Tout’ve made pense point. You don’t need

pushed away from her husband, her nose stuffed with her

Mr. Cresswell’s voice strained. “I just

think of that when she had

don’t–be–ridiculous look. “Your brother did a lot worse to her. He wauit exactly

scoffed, shaking her head. “I knew it! I knew

Cresswell threw

then?!” Lydia bellowed before storming off and Mr. Cresswell went after

name.

me with a stone–face. Behind them were seats, and it was on one of these that Mr. Blackwell sat and

family sat as well, but Konan came forward, a smirk playing on his lips. “Finally,” he said, folding his arms behind him. “You’ve been

he wasn’t worth whatever energy I had left. So I chose to ignore

asked, directing my gaze at Mr.

man who had previously been in a conversation with Mr. Caine looked

hammered, but I forced myself to give an air of

in your hands, you would want something

like what?” Mr. Caine interjected, shifting forward in his

“I mean, as the soon–to–be Queen of the East, and Luna to the King of the West, I could grant you immunity. You don’t

with a chuckle that

Mr. Blackwell stated, and he must have seen the confusion on my face, because he

signalled to the guards behind me. “Follow me.” He said and

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