All Novel Romance
Chatper 70
Chapter 70
“A creek down the West?”
Glen asked astonishedly, “How do you know? Wait, why do you speak the rogue’s language?”
But Janet had run towards the West already with Kass and other Blood Moon’s soldiers following right
behind her.
Janet was going at her full speed. The burning village quickly receded into the distance and soon
disappeared into the darkness. All the noises were fading out and gradually the sound of her paws
hitting against the forest floor was the only thing she could hear.
When Janet realized, she had got separated from Kass and the others.
The dense tree top blocked most of the moonlight. Janet’s surrounding was pitch black.
It was so quiet. The quietness was almost unsettling.
Janet slowed down her pace and strained her eyes, listening attentively for any strange sound.
.Her eyes caught a faint crack, like someone just stepped on a twig.
And just then, Janet saw a huge, dark figure passing through the woods and it streaked away quickly
like a ghostly shadow.
Janet immediately followed up.
But that mysterious figure was gone again. Like it never existed.
In front of her eyes were nothing but rustling branches of the trees, dim moonlight, and the fog that
started to roll over the hill.
She seemed to be the only living creature in this part of the forest, surrounded by eerie silence.
Janet took a deep breath.
She reached into her pocket for her compass. She needed to make sure she was going in the right
direction.
Just when her figure touched the mental cover of the compass, Janet felt something fall on her neck.
It was cold and moist, like raindrops.
Was it starting to rain?
Janet touched her neck and looked up to the sky.
And then she saw it-
Squatting on the thick branches on top of her head was a huge black wolf. Its yellow eyes glinting
hungrily in the darkness. Its mouth is wide open, fangs exposed.
What just fell on her neck wasn’t raindrops at all.
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Dripping down from the wolf’s sharp fangs.
The woll let out a deafening roar the moment their eyes locked.
And it dived for Janet!
Janet’s body reacted before her mind did and she leaped to the side. Her gut reaction saved her. If she
was a second late, the wolf’s claw would cut right into her chest!
She shifted into a wolf as well. Two wolves went at each other fiercely.
This was a brutal battle, nothing like what Janet had experienced in the training field before. The rogue
was so large and strong that it almost seemed like another species.
But Janet’s fighting skills and her Alpha blood saved her.
Although suffered a few deep cuts on her back, she eventually managed to trample on the rogue’s
neck
She breathed heavily and bent down to hiss into the rogue’s ear, “Where are the others? How did you
cross our border!”
Even though he was defeated, the rogue didn’t seem scared at all.
He grinned widely flashing his yellow teeth. There was a crazy, thrilling look in his
eyes.
“What a beauty.”
He giggled, licking his teeth hungrily.
“A sweet little beauty like you should never come into the forest alone…”
Janet added more pressure to her foot, “Answer my question! Or I will break your neck now!”
The rogue’s twisted crackle grew louder.
“Look around you, my sweet lamb!” the rogue rocked with laughter, “Look around before you threaten
me again!”
A chill was sent down Janet’s spine.
And she looked up.
There were at least 15–no–20 pairs of blazing wolf eyes staring at her through the darkness, like
floating yellow light bulbs.
Janet had no idea when they appeared.
Probably when they were in the middle of their fight.
One of the wolves moved forward and stepped into the moonlight. He was
significantly larger than the others. There was a deep scar between his eyes, splitting
his face in half.
“Let him go,” said the scar icily.
Janet stood stiffly for a few seconds before slowly lifting her paw.
She was ambushed and outnumbered.
The wise thing to do was to play along.
The scar’s eyes glinted viciously, “This is new…a she–wolf on the battlefield. What happened to your
men? Did they all die?”
All the rogues snickered in the darkness.
“How does Daran like our little surprise to him?” the scar snorted, “He slaughtered so many of our
brothers and sisters. I bet he didn’t see this coming, did he?”
“Coward.”
Janet spat.
“You have the guts to come this deep into our territory and burn down our village. But you don’t have
the nerve to face Alpha Daran directly?”
The rogues agitated. But the scar shushed them with a howl.
“No, you won’t!” Janet hissed, “You can kill me today. But you won’t stop the others. All the Alphas and
Gammas are coming at you. And together we’ll-” “Together?”
The scar screeched, to a chorus of snide snickers.
“You don’t have as many friends as you think, naïve little girl.” The Scar laughed, “People may appear
to be loyal to you on the outside, but on the inside…they belong to us.”
Janet’s heart sank.
What did this mean?
Was the Scar saying that there was a mole among them? Which exactly confirmed her theory?
“Are you the Rogue King?” Janet stared at the Scar and asked.
“Me?” the Scar giggled, “No, no, no, no…And you will never have the chance to meet with the king
ever. Because your life ends–TODAY.”
Janet screamed and struggled to pull her leg back but failed. The Scar opened its mouth and was
about to bite down on Janet’s n*ck-
“That voice sounds familiar…” one of the rogues cried shakily.
“Daran…I–It is Daran…” another one barked, “RUN!!!”