Chapter 144
J knew that she probably wouldn’t be able to get away.
But she just didn’t want to give Daran the easy win
The soldiers were closing in. She shot them a couple more times till she was out of bullets
She drew her dagger from her belt, firmly gripping the hilt.
One soldier charged at her. She shed at him with her dagger and flung his body against the
concrete wall. That created an opening, which allowed her to quickly turn and run down a dark
alley.
“Stop!”
The soldiers were crying behind her back, “You won’t get away! Just give up already!”
J knew that they were telling the truth. The gate was closed, and Morgana was hurt. There was
no way that she could get out
But she just didn’t want to give up.
At least not just yet.
This part of the city was a web of secret back alleys and hiddeners.
Luckily, J and Daran did some field research a while ago. Now she knew these streets like the
back of her hand.
She ducked down a narrow passage, her breathing in ragged gasps as she weaved through
the maze of twisting streets.
She could hear the sounds of heavy boots pounding the cobblestones getting closer.
but they were still a couple of blocks away.
“STOP!” the soldiers shouted, “Alpha Daran ising at you right now! You won’t get away from
him!”
Fuck you.
J said internally.
She rounded a corner. But then realized that this was the wrong way.
She found herself in a dead–end street, surrounded by tall buildings.
She nced around, looking for a way out, but there was none. She wanted to turn around and go
down another path, but the soldiers‘ footsteps were right behind her.
She was trapped.
Right at this moment, a door flung open beside her.
“Come on in!” gasped a female voice.
The soldiers were right around the corner. J didn’t have the time to check who that person was
and rushed right in.
The door closed behind her. The woman who helped her grabbed her wrist and shoved her into a
small pantry.
The faint light illuminated the dingy space and the woman’s face.
“You!” J gasped.
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It was the girl who helped them to kill Danton at the camping site, Dora.
J hadn’t heard from her again ever since she fled the camping site. She didn’t expect to see
Dora again, especially under this circumstance.
“Keep quiet!”
Dora said under her breath and drew the pantry’s curtain shut.
The soldiers had followed her into this dead street. Their paces slowed down and stopped outside
the door.
J held her breaths, listening to their moves attentively.
“Where is she?” one soldier snapped, “I saw her get in here!”
“This is a dead–end street! She has nowhere else to run. She must be hiding. somewhere in these
houses. Search the house!”
Fuck.
J’s heart sank slightly.
If they came in and searched the house, they would find her sooner orter. Maybe she should just
step out already, to avoid dragging Dora into this mess…
Just then, she heard another voice from outside of the door, “Actually, I saw her run down another
path.”
It was a man’s voice, deep and velvety, with a smooth and sultry tone that sent shivers down her
spine.
A fleeting thought flickered across her mind:
That must be a gorgeous guy.
“Are you sure, Westin?” the soldier asked suspiciously.
“Yeah. Positive,” said that sexy voice.
“Then why didn’t you say anything earlier? Let’s go!”
The footsteps hurried away, fading into the distance.
J perked up her cars.
…Did they all leave?
She waited for a few seconds and was about to get out of the pantry when she suddenly heard a
knock on the door.
“W–Who is it?” Dora asked nervously. “Please open the door, miss.”
It was that guy called Westin!
He pointed the other soldiers the wrong way and stayed behind himself. J frowned.
What did he want?
“Go away!” Dora cried. “I…I won’t let strangers into my house!”
Although her tone was firm, her shaky voice still gave her away.
“I know you have the person that we are looking for.” Westin said calmly behind the door, “Please
open up. You have a nice oakwood door. It would be a pity to knock it down.”
J pulled the drapes open and stepped out of the pantry.
“Open the door,” she said to Dora.
Dora looked at her, panicked, “What are you doing? Get back inside. I can get rid of him…”
“No, he has got us. It is OK. Just open it up.”
J gave a gentle nudge on Dora’s shoulder. Dora hesitantly went to lift the lock. and wrench the
door open.
A tall figure was standing on the doorstep.
The man stood tall, his lean and muscr frame exuding a quiet confidence that was impossible to
ignore.
His light blonde hair was painted silver by the moonlight.
J looked at his face.
She was right earlier.
This guy was indeed gorgeous.
His chiseled jaw and strong cheekbones gave him a handsome and masculine appearance, while
the slight stubble on his face added a touch of ruggedness. He looked like a mercenary, but not so
dangerous and cold.
And when he smiled, two dimples appeared on his cheeks, making that smile seem sweet, warm,
and inviting.
J couldn’t imagine any woman saying no to that irresistible smile.
The man saw J standing behind Dora and raised an eyebrow.
“It took us a great effort to catch you, Gamma J,” he chuckled.
J looked at him quietly on full alert:
He was dressed in the soldier’s uniform. So he should be one of the others.
But why did he direct the other soldiers away?
“What do you want?” J asked in a strained voice.
The man smiled and stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.
A gush
of wind swept in, bringing a strange yet enticing smell into J’s nostrils. That smell sent a shiver
down her spine. Her body temperature started to rise, her blood started to boil, and her wolf started
to make a purring sound.
She had that same feeling with Daran years ago.
A crazy thought appeared in her mind.
No way…but…could it…this man…could he be her…
J took an involuntary step further, her body shaking.
That man did the same thing.
The casual smile faded away from his lips, reced by an astonished look.
“You…” he murmured, perplexed.
Their gaze met in the midair, sparkles flying.
They gasped out the same word simultaneously:
“-Mate!”