Chapter 93
Chapter 93
Harper left the smith shop in a trance and wandered back to her own tent.
She didn’t even go back to the makeshift market as she should.
She needed time to think about Lance’s proposal.
Working with a rogue.
That sounded…outrageous!
Harper knew that she was not the nicest person in the world. Yet the worst thing that
she had ever done was expelling a maid or framing somebody behind their backs.
Those were minor deals.
But this….this was treason.
She spent her whole life in the Riverside Pack, listening to all kinds of horrible stories about the
rogues growing up. She never questioned for a single second that those barbarians were her
enemy.
Until today.
Until she found out that her destinated mate was her enemy.
Harper felt that her whole world just crashed down around her.
And that Lance…
He said that he would help her. But how? He could hardly protect himself from the soldiers. How
could he help her regain her former glory?
And most importantly, could Lance be trusted?
Harper spent the rest of the day and a whole night pondering on those questions. When the light
broke out from the horizon, she still hadn’t reached a conclusion. And she knew that she couldn’t
skip another day of work. Or Angelina would get suspicious.
After freshening up, Harper went to the makeshift market with a heavy heart. She didn’t want to face
Angelina today, afraid that Angelina might interrogate her about her absence yesterday.
Yet she bumped into someone that she was even more afraid of at first.
J.
J was helping a vendor stack the shelves when she walked in. Harper immediately turned her
back to J and walked hastily down another path. But J called to her before she could get
away, “Hey Harper!”
Harper froze on her spot.
Slowly, she turned around to face J in a stiff movement.
“Do
you need me for something, Gamma J?” Harper forced out a dry smile. “Where were you
yesterday?” J asked, giving her a searching look.
“I was here. In the market.”
“But where have you been after Angelina sent you to the warehouse?” J pursued. “We waited
for you for a long time. But you never came back.”
Harper clenched her fists behind her back.
She hated to be questioned by J like that. If she could, she wanted to jump on J, pulled her
f u cking hair, scratched her condescending face, and ripped her f ucking mouth apart.
But she couldn’t.
She could only pretend to be humble ande up with a lie.
“I-I wasn’t feeling so well,” Harper said weakly. “So I went back to my tent andid down.
J narrowed her eyes, “Is that so? But howe I saw you outside of the smith shop? Lance is
not a doctor. Why did you go to him?”
Harper blinked with an innocent face, “I didn’t go to the cksmith. I simply took at detour and
walked past his shop on my way back. Is there anything wrong with it?” They stared at each other
for a long moment.
Harper’s back was covered in cold sweat.
“I hope that you are not up to anything bad, Harper,” J said eventually. “Of course not. Why
would you say that?”
“No reason. Just a simple head up. You are doing great work so far. Angelina was convinced that
you had changed. So don’t give me a reason to think otherwise, OK?”
Harper’s heart was filled with humiliation at that moment.
This
f ucking woman used to be her puppet, her punch bag, her ve. When they were little, J didn’t
dare to make a f ucking sound when she pped her across. her face.
Yet here J stood, all mighty and condescending, giving her a hard time.
In that split of a second, Harper made a decision.
She would work with Lance.
F uck the alliance. And f uck the enemy!
Her only enemy was J and J only! She would give anything to take J down. Even if it
meant that she would have to work with the devil!
“You can count on me, Gamma J.”
Harper looked at J with a sweet smile, hiding all her dark thoughts behind that smile.
“I promise. I will be on my best behavior.”
J’s eyes were in slits. There was still a hint of suspicion on her face.
Yet just then, a horn broke out from the distance.
“Alpha Daran is back!” somebody shouted.
J jerked around and looked outside. Her eyes were suddenly gleaming with joy.
“Alpha Daran is back!” somebody shouted.
J jerked around and looked outside. Her eyes were suddenly gleaming with joy.
“Talk to youter,” J said to Harper and left the market in a hurry.
Harper gazed at J’s back coldly as she walked away.
Good. J didn’t notice anything.
Now, she just needed to find a way to prove herself valuable to Lance.
When J arrived at the North Gate, there was already a crowd gathered to wee the Alpha
back.
And Daran just got out of his car.
Dust and dirt clung to his hair and face. There was even dark blood on his clothes, which meant that
he had just been through a brutal battle.
Despite his resolute posture, there was a hint of weariness in his eyes.
Their eyes found each other across the hectic crowd. Daran’s face was immediately lit up with joy.
J’s heart swelled.
They were fighting about some nonsense before Daran left. But all that nonsense seemed stupid
now.
All that mattered now was that he had returned, safe and sound.
J wanted to walk up to Daran and talk to him, telling him that she had missed him. Yet before
she could make a move, a jacketnded on her shoulders.
J turned around and found Jared standing by her side.
Jared gave her a smile and said, “It is windy. You should put on more clothes.”
“Umm…thanks.”
J grabbed his jacket and was reluctant about whether she should ept his kind gesture. She
didn’t want to give anyone the wrong impression, especially Daran. “That is very nice of you, Alpha
Jared,” said a grim voice from behind them. “But Gamma J won’t be needing your clothes.”
Daran walked up to them. He ripped Jared’s jacket off J’s shoulder and tossed it to the ground.
“Daran!” J hissed.
That was rude. She didn’t want to see them fight anymore.
Daran gave her a dark look. There was a warning in his eyes.
Then he took off his own coat and wrapped it around J’s body.
“There,” Daran said in an arrogant voice. “Much better.”
His coat still carried the smell of dust and blood. Yet J found herself loving it. Besides the dust
and blood, she could also smell Daran’s scent.
“Was that really necessary, Alpha Daran?” Jared asked coldly with his arms crossed in front of his
chest. “I was just trying to be nice.”
“Was that really necessary, Alpha Daran?” Jared asked coldly with his arms crossed in front of his
chest. “I was just trying to be nice.”
Daran gave him a grim look.
“J is not a member of your pack. And certainly not your mate. So I don’t need you to be the
good guy here. And speaking of which…I have something to ask you.” Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.
“What?” Jared huffed.
“I encountered with the Rogue King yesterday,” Daran said.
An astonished gasp could be heard from the crowd. Everyone was astonished, including J.
“What? How?” she asked urgently, “I thought the Rogue King was still in the Great Canyon.”
‘I went after those fled rogues and bumped right into the Rogue King. He wasing to rescue his
own men back…Or should I say ‘She.””
J widened her eyes in shock.
She?
…The Rogue King was a woman?
But Veronica clearly said the opposite!
“Even with a mask and a cloak, I can still tell from her figure that the Rogue King is a woman.”
Daran narrowed his eyes at Jared with danger looming within them.
“I only pardoned Glen and Veronica because they offered to help us. So Alpha Jared, would you
care to exin why your pack member just inly lied to our face?”