Chapter 197


    J tensed up instantly.


    – Westin was threatening to kill Daran?


    No.


    Or maybe that was not a threat at all.


    Westin really meant it!


    He wanted to kill Daran for quite some time already! If J hadn’t stopped Westin in the Grace


    Ruin, Daran would have died in his hand already!


    And without the power of the Werewolf King, Daran didn’t really have a shot of winning.


    J instantly wanted to jump out of the garden where she was hiding and dashed forward to stop


    Westin.


    But Morgana grabbed her sleeve in time.


    “Calm down,” Morgana whispered into J’s ears. “Let it y out. I don’t think he


    will do it.”


    J froze, her heart thumping wildly against her ribs.


    Then she heard Daran let out a coolugh:


    “Kill me? No, King Westin, that is thest thing you will do.”


    “Why? Do you not believe that I am capable?”


    “Because I know that if I die in your hands, J will never forgive you. You have put too much


    effort into winning her over. You can’t take that risk.”


    It was Westin’s turn topse into silence.


    “And I am curious, King Westin…” Daran leaned his upper body, staring at Westin, and asked, “…


    What are you trying to aplish here? Why do you want J SD badly?”


    Westin’s voice was chilly, “Because I love her, obviously.”


    “Lie.” Daran sneered. “You two have only known each other for less than a month. Where does this


    lovee from? You didn’t want a Werewolf King in this world. Yet you were willing to let that


    matter slide just to get to J. She is THAT important to you. Why?”


    “What sort of conspiracy are you trying to work out here? I told you. It was love at first sight-”


    Daranughed icily, “Stop lying. It is just the two of us here. You don’t know love


    better than I do. We are the same kind of people.”


    any


    A deathly silence fell upon them.


    After a long pause, Westin let out a gloomy chuckle, “… Now I really want to kill you. Can’t afford to


    have you bber all that to J.”


    “I won’t say a word.” Daran said freezingly, “But I will win this damnpetition. I won’t let a man


    like you have any chances of hurting J.”


    J heard all of their conversation.


    Yet her head was a mess.


    …Was Daran implying that Westin approached her for some ill purposes?


    But what could it be?


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    “Bottom line is we are not leaving here until you hand over that wine,” Westin said idly.


    There was a short moment of silence.


    Then Mr. Larkin gulped nervously:


    “But even if I am willing to give you the wine, there is only one bottle….Are you two willing to take it


    back together?”


    “The highest bidder gets the wine,” Westin chuckled lightly. “I believe that I was the highest bidder.”


    “Whatever figure you name, I will double,” Daran sneered.


    “Consider wisely before you make that decision, Mr. Larkin. You don’t want to be enemy with the


    Lycans,” Westin warned.


    Mr. Larkin let out a frustrating sigh.


    He picked up a wooden box from the table, which presumably contained the wine, and said, “I don’t


    see why you can’t take this back together… But if you really want me to choose-


    He handed the wooden box to Daran.


    “You have a lot of fans here in Blood Moon Pack, Alpha Daran, myself included.” Mr. Larkin said


    with a smile, “We knew that you were by the side of our princess when you fought the Rogue King.


    So keep protecting her, please. Don’t let us down.”


    Daran took the box.


    “…I will,” said he in a slightly shaking voice.


    “So that is the decision you make?” Westin asked icily, “Be enemy with the Lycan?”


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    Westin let out a chillyugh.


    The door to the red–brick house opened up.


    J and Morgana saw Daran strode out carrying that wooden box in his arms.


    They immediately crouched down even lower, afraid that he might see him.


    Hurried footsteps came.


    Westin rushed out of the house as well.


    “…Daran,” he called.


    Daran halted and turned around to look at him, “What?”


    The corners of Westin’s lips lifted into a meaningful smile.


    “You think that I am going to let you walk away with that wine?” he chuckled, “If I can’t please J


    with that wine…Nobody else can.”


    He reached into his pocket and pulled something out.


    A gasp almost escaped J’s lips.


    A gun!!!!


    Westin raised that gun aiming at Daran and pulled the trigger without hesitation-


    BANG!


    Gunfire echoed in the peaceful vineyard.


    Red drops sshed over the ground.