Chapter 134
J rounded her eyes in shock.
Did Lancee to see them?
Why? Did he find out about their n?
“Do you think he has noticed anything?” J asked Daran in a whisper, “And. should we
answer?”
“We should. He probably just wants to chat,” Daran said with a frown.
The timing definitely seemed weird though.
Daran kicked off his sneakers and hid his sportswear underneath a nightrobe.
He gave J a gentle nudge on the back, “Go hide in the bedroom. I will find out what he wants.”
J nodded and hastily went into the bedroom.
When she closed the bedroom door behind her, she heard Daran answer in a deep voice, “Come
in.”
J left the door open with a small crack and peeked outside.
Lance had just walked into the room. He had his hands in his pocket, looking quite rxed, as
though he was just out for a walk after dinner and suddenly decided to pay Daran a visit.
“Alpha Daran, did I wake you?” Lance asked with a simper.
“Wake me or not, you are here already,” Daran said coldly. “What do you want?” Lance shrugged,
“Nothing…I am just in the mood for a little chat.”
He paced around the room and eventually took his seat on the couch.
Resting his feet on the footstall,id back, Lance looked at Daran and smiled, “Hey, do you know
that we held General Danton’s funeral today?”
Daran narrowed his eyes, “No. But I guess you can’t leave his body out in the wilderness to rot.”
“No. We buried him today. And I gave a speech at his funeral.”
Lance shook his head, a nostalgic look on his face.
“That speech…it brought back so many memories. Do you know that Danton and I were buds even
before I became the Rogue King? He offered me so much help. If it weren’t for me, I would never
have the chance to rise to my current position…Christ, I wouldn’t even have the chance to talk to
you, a mighty Alpha!”
J frowned listening to their conversation behind the door.
She was really baffled.
What the hell did Lance want anyway?
Was he simply here to share his childhood story with Daran?
How odd.
Daran let out a cold snort. His patience seemed to be running out.
“Why am I hearing this anyway?” he asked impatiently.
Lance spread his hands, “Now you know how important Danton was to me. You killed my most
important friend, but I still let it slide. I am really being extra kind to you, Alpha Daran.’
There was a moment of ringing silence in the room.
J sucked in a small breath.
Wait a second…Lance he-he knew?!
No. No way.
He was probably just bluffing.
“Are we doing this again? Andre already said that Danton died because of drug abuse. It is already
crystal clear,” Daran said freezingly, “Stop dumping shits on me. I don’t have time for that.’
Lance chuckled, “I don’t have any proof, but my instinct tells me that you did. it…Anyway, I am not
here to point fingers. I am here to tell you that you are an important asset to me, Alpha Daran.”
“I am not your fucking asset,” Daran hissed.
“Sure you are. You just don’t know what you can do yet. Once you do, you will understand why I am
saying this,” Lanceughed.
J was even more confused.
What the fuck was Lance even saying here?
His whole speech was very elusive. But it vaguely sounded like Lance was trying to say that Daran
could help him aplish something big..
And this “something big” was the sole reason why Lance brought them back to the Grace Ruin.
J held her breath.
She wanted to know what this “something big” was.
And then she heard Daran voice out her question for her.
“Then tell me,” he said to Lance forcefully. “Tell me what I can do. Why am I so important? Stop
circling around the main point.”
Lance let out a boomingugh, “No, no, no, I can’t. Not yet. You still think of me ast an enemy,
right? I only share things with my friends. When can we be friends, Alpha Daran?”
“Wait till the day you fucking die,” Daran snorted.
“Don’t be so cruel.”
Lance stood up and walked up to Daran. He reached out a hand to pat Daran’s shoulder, but Daran
pped his hand away roughly.
“I have listened to enough yammering already.”
Daran’s eyes were slits of anger.
“It is time for you to leave.”
Lanceughed, “Fine I will go. I guess we can’t rush it, right? There is still plenty of time for us to get
friendly. Just consider my proposal, Alpha Daran. I brought you back out of kindness. Trust me.”
With that said, he turned around and left the room.
J waited till she heard the sound of the door closing before dashing out.
“What the hell was that?”
She asked Daran urgently.
“Did you understand a word that he said? I know that I didn’t.”
Daran shook his head, “He was being pretty vague about it.
“It sounded like he needs your help for something. And he was waiting for you two to be
friends before telling you what it is.”
“That day will nevere,” Daran said mercilessly. “Because we are killing him today.”
He ced his hands on J’s shoulders and looked deep into her eyes.
“Hey, look at me,” he said softly.
J blinked and then looked him in the eyes.
“Are you feeling anxious?”
“…Yes, a bit.” She admitted.
“It is perfectly natural to get a little anxious before the big mission. But J, don’t worry, you still
have me.”
He cupped her face and pressed his forehead against hers.
“I will protect you from all the dangers,” he whispered. “So don’t think too much into what Lance
said. We have a n. We got this.”
J took in a shaky breath.
Daran was right.
They had a n. And that n was to kill Lance. So what Lance wanted or what he intended to do
didn’t matter anymore.
She shouldn’t let that weasel’s words get into her head.
“I am ready to go,” she said to Daran solemnly.
“Good.” Daran bent down and kissed her, “Let’s go.”
They left their suite through the window and snuck out of the pce under the cover
of the night.
Morgana had drawn all guards out of their way. So they didn’t meet any resistance leaving the city
of Grace Ruin.
Once they were out of the city, they started running at full speed.
Morgana didn’t give them a car. The car made too much noise and attracted too much attention.
They had to go by their feet.
Fortunately, the two of them were both trained warriors. This was indeed.
Fortunately, the two of them were both trained warriors. This was indeed
exhausting. But nothing they couldn’t handle.
They kept running through the wilderness like this for 5 hours straight, their breathing in short
gasps.
J’s sports bra was already drenched by hot sweat.
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It was about dawn. The first light of dawn painted the sky with hues of pink and. orange.
A truly breathtaking scenery.
Thendscape was rugged and untamed, with tall grasses brushing against their legs and the
asional thorn pricking their skin.
But they were undeterred, fueled by a sense of urgency and the adrenaline coursing through their
veins.
As they ran, J suddenly felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her.
They were getting closer to the borderline.
And beyond the borderline was her homnd.
She had left her homnd for a long time. Even training in Riverside Pack felt like things that
happened a century ago.
Her memory about the Blood Moon Pack had also faded. Her bedroom, the training field, the
mountain that she and Casper often went hiking….
Everything was a blur now…
She didn’t get this feeling before. But at this very moment, she was suddenly homesick.
She missed Blood Moon Pack, a ce of safety andfort, a stark contrast to the chaos and
danger that had be her reality.
The strong emotions that surged up in her caused J to miss a step.
She staggered forward.
Daran caught her shoulder before she fell.
“Are you alright?” he asked worriedly. A drop of sweat was hanging on his long eyshes. “If you
are tired, we can take 10.”
J shook her head.
Tears welled in her eyes, but she blinked them away.
“I am fine.” she told Daran./
She knew they couldn’t afford to slow down, not when they were so close.
“Tell me what you are thinking.” Daran insisted.
“I…I am just a little nostalgic…since we areing so close to home.”
Daran pulled her into his arms. She buried her face in his chest, listening to his steady heartbeats,
which calmed her down slightly.
“I am always here with you,” he said deeply. “Plus…Look. Someone is here for us.”
J raised her head and followed Daran’s gaze.
homesick.
She missed Blood Moon Pack, a ce of safety andfort, a stark contrast to the chaos and
danger that had be her reality.
The strong emotions that surged up in her caused J to miss a step.
She staggered forward.
Daran caught her shoulder before she fell.
“Are you alright?” he asked worriedly. A drop of sweat was hanging on his long eyshes. “If you
are tired, we can take 10.”
J shook her head.
Tears welled in her eyes, but she blinked them away.
“I am fine.” she told Daran.
She knew they couldn’t afford to slow down, not when they were so close.
“Tell me what you are thinking.” Daran insisted.
“I…I am just a little nostalgic…since we areing so close to home.”
Daran pulled her into his arms. She buried her face in his chest, listening to his steady heartbeats,
which calmed her down slightly.
“I am always here with you,” he said deeply. “Plus…Look. Someone is here for us.”
J raised her head and followed Daran’s gaze.
In the near distance, standing at the edge of the treeline, was Casper.
His familiar grin tugged at her heartstrings as he waved, his eyes sparkling with joy
and relief.
“J!” he called to her.
“Casper!”
J cried, her heart thumping with thrill.
She rushed forward at her full speed, eager to hug him.