Chapter 191
The formidable creature stood in the dark shadows, towering at an imposing height.
Its eyes, burning with a golden fire, traveled across the aghast soldiers, andnded on J’s
face.
A creeping chill was sent down J’s spine as their eyes met.
She swallowed, nervously.
…Now she finally saw how the Lycans were different from them.
Unlike the wolves that ran on their fours, the Lycan stood on its hind legs. And it was
2-3 timesrger than a regr werewolf.
Its posture was a graceful fusion of human and wolf.
A divine work of the Moon Goddess.
Its sole being made the werewolves look like a bunch of primitive beasts.
The Lycan that stood in front of them had its whole body cloaked in dense white fur, which caught
the moonlight and shimmered like freshly fallen snow.
It bent its back and stared down at J.
J flinched, involuntarily.
Although she was reluctant to admit…she was intimidated.
“Hey, you want to ride on my back?” said the Lycan in Westin’s voice, “It is going to be fun.”
She gulped.
“No thanks…I am good.”
“OK then. Wait here and let me get them back.”
With a howl that pierced the night, it spurted forward, at a speed that surpassed any natural
creatures!
It leaped over the brick wall in one move and went straight at the minivan!
Itsrge, muscr frame was shockingly fluid as it traversed thendscape on its powerful hind
legs.
The dense white fur rippled as it propelled itself forward, catching the moonlight like a streak of
silver in motion.
It didn’t take the Lycan 10 seconds to catch up with the minivan.
With one powerful strike, it held the minivan to aplete stop.
Its sharp w pierced into the top of the van as though the car was made of cotton and not metal.
Then it flung its arm–the car was turned upside down and crushed down to the ground with a loud
bang!
The minivan weighed at least 5000 pounds.
Yet it looked like a toy in the Lycan’s hand!
Horrified screams came from inside the car.
A few survivors climbed out of the crushed car and tried to escape.
The Lycan caught one man in its w and squeezed. With a crashing sound, the man’s skull
exploded.
BANG!
The second man shot a pistol at the Lycan with a shaky hand.
But he lost his aim in panic.
Before he could fire again, the Lycan swung its arm–its sharp pointy nail slit the man’s throat
Blood gushed out from his throat, tainting the white fur.
Thest man standing saw everything and let out a loud scream.
He turned, trying to run, but got caught by the Lycan immediately.
It opened its giant mouth at the man, its fangs gleaming ivory in the moonlight.
“-STOP!!!”
It was J.
She came running towards them in bare feet across the field, her emerald green dress fluttering in
the wind.
“STOP! Don’t kill him!” she cried.
The Lycan froze.
Secondster, it switched back to human.
“You don’t want them to die?” Westin asked with an idle smile.
He didn’t even break a sweat after the fight
J walked up to him, out of breath, and shook her head, “No. We need to ask them who is
behind this.”
“Well then, whatever you want. The safe is right here in the car.
He bent down and dragged out a safe from the car.
The safe was still intact
Then he took a step forward towards J.
She couldn’t help but wince back again.
But Westin didn’t notice that. He simply picked her up from the cold ground by her waist and ced
her on top of the minivan.
“Those rocks will hurt your feet,” he said. “Let me go get the others.”
Momentster, the soldiers gathered by.
Nobody said a word.
But they were all staring at Westin in fear.
None of them dared toe close to Westin within 5 feet.
Yet Westin didn’t mind that at all–the other’s opinion meant nothing to him.
He leaned against the car and kept his eyes on J as the other soldiers cleaned up the bodies
and blood.
“Do you like my wolf?” he asked with a grin.
“It is…formidable.”
She paused and then said, “But actually, there is no need for you to shift. The soldiers can take
care of this.”
And there was no need for you to kill all of them.
She added internally.
“I know. But you haven’t seen my wolf yet. I want you to see it.
He smirked in a cocky yet very youthful kind of way, “I figured…If you like my wolf, maybe you will
like me better?”
J bit her lips.
She didn’t know how to tell Westin that his wolf appeared more intimidating than likable to her.
“Your wolf looked very different than ours,” she said eventually.
Westin shrugged, “Ancient tales say that the first group of werewolves that the Moon Goddess
created was the Lycans. Some of the Lycans degenerated and then came the werewolves.”
“So we are a degenerated version of yours?” asked a voice behind their back.
It was Daran.
He strode over the dead bodies on the ground and walked to them, his face darkened. “You
certainly think very highly of yourselves,” he narrowed his eyes at Westin.
Westin chuckled, “We are not allowed to trash talk to each other. So I am not going to respond to
that.”
J let out a sigh.
She could tell that Daran was offended by Westin’sment.
To be honest, so was she.
But she had been through too many ups and downs in one night to go through another fight.
“We have the safe. Let us take thest man alive and head back to the packhouse,” she said.
Then she beckoned the captain over and told him, “You run back to Lord Rolf’s mansion and take
that butler to the packhouse as well.”
“Yes, Gamma J!”
The soldiers had brought over their cars.
They hopped in and started heading back to the packhouse.
A couple hourster, when they arrived at the packhouse, it had already passed midnight.
The party just ended.
Fancily dressed guests were on their way to leave. Casper and Balvina stood by the front door,
sending them off.
It was Balvina who spotted their car first, “It is J! She is back!”
She rushed down the stairs to greet J, “Casper told me. You really shouldn’t put yourself
through so many troubles, I can live without that tiara.”
“No. It is fine. I want to do this for you,” J smiled.
Casper walked down the stairs as well.
“Was it the bandits?” he asked.
“Actually…….no
J snapped her fingers, and a man was brought out of the car by the soldiers.
“This man is part of the team that robbed the jewelry.” J said, “We found him in Lord Rolf’s
mansion.”
Gasps could be heard from the crowd.
Guests who hadn’t left yet all stood frozen in their spots.
Everyone knows that Lord Rolf was a highly respected elder in the Blood Moon Pack So how was
this possible?
“This is ridiculous!”
Arge, sturdy man strode out of the crowd. He was in histe 50s, looking tough like a veteran.
This was Lord Rolf.
“Why would I steal some jewelry?” he snapped, “Do I seem like a man whocks money?!” Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.
“Actually, Lord Rolf, I was hoping that you could tell us your reasons,” J said. “There is no
reason. Because I didn’t do it!”
Lord Rolf let out a coldugh, “Gamma J, I respected you greatly because your are the Alpha’s
sister, and now a war heroine. But I will not let you nder me like this!”
The crowd was agitated.
People were whispering to each other, a skeptical look on their faces.
Nobody believed that Lord Rolf would do such a thing.
Even Casper leaned in and asked J in a low voice, “…You sure you have the right guy?”
“I am almost certain.”
“Well, ‘almost certain‘ is not good enough. You know Lord Rolf. He is not a man who can be
messed with…”
Just then, another car rushed into the drive and halted to a sharp stop.
The door opened up.
The butler was shoved outside, followed by a young, sick–looking girl.
Lord Rolf first widened his eyes.
Then he burst out shouting, “You brought my butler here? And my sick daughter?! What the fuck is
wrong with you?!”
The young girl wept and threw herself into Lord Rolf’s arms, “Dad! They barged into
our house! They killed our man! They threatened our butler! I almost had a heart. attack…”
Lord Rolf held his daughter tightly.
He turned to re at J.
“Gamma J, you better exin yourself.” he hissed darkly, “Or I don’t care if you are a princess
or Gamma…this will not end well tonight.”
All eyes were on J at this moment.
J clenched her fists.
Cold sweat trickled down her spine.