Chapter 7 The King's Prey
- 【Kaelen POV】
- The woman collapsed into me.
- I instinctively caught her.
- Her back slammed hard against my chest.
- A wave of burning heat, thick with the stench of blood, instantly wrapped around me.
- I looked down, my gaze freezing in place.
- A silver dagger was stuck right in her chest.
- “Damn it!”
- “Jax!”
- “I’m here!”
- “Break his limbs! All of them!”
- “No! Kaelen! You don’t dare!”
- Damien screamed in terror.
- “I’m the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack! You touch me, you’re declaring war on every single Pack out there!”
- “Declare war?”
- I smirked.
- I bent down and scooped Selene up horizontally from the floor.
- I could feel her body convulsing violently from the pain.
- I stared at Damien.
- “First,”
- “You’re on my turf, and you laid a hand on my woman.”
- “Second,”
- “Damien, did you forget something?”
- “I’m a Rogue.”
- “The one thing I’m not afraid of? War.”
- I didn’t spare him another glance. Holding her tight, I turned and headed upstairs.
- “Go ahead, make a move.”
- “No—ah!!!”
- Damien’s blood-curdling scream echoed from downstairs.
- ...
- “Bang!”
- I kicked open the door to the med room and laid her down on the tiny bed.
- “Fuck, why the hell isn’t she waking up?”
- Jax rushed in after me, his fists still smeared with blood.
- “King, her wound’s getting worse!”
- “The silver toxin is spreading!”
- Of course I knew!
- I could smell it!
- “That dagger... we don’t dare pull it out!”
- Jax was sweating bullets, panic written all over his face.
- “If we yank it out, she’ll bleed out instantly!”
- “But if we don’t, the silver poison will keep eating away at her insides!”
- “Her self-healing... it’s like it’s stopped working!”
- My brow furrowed deep. I started regretting not stepping in sooner.
- I could’ve stopped Damien the moment he tried to slap her.
- But I didn’t.
- I wanted to see just how far this stubborn woman could push.
- Turns out...
- She actually slapped Damien!
- A broken Luna slapped an Alpha!
- Honestly? That slap was fucking satisfying!
- I admit it.
- From refusing to mate, to exiling herself, ignoring the Alpha’s orders, and then slapping that asshole...
- This woman had officially caught my interest.
- That dumbass Damien—who the hell does he think he is, messing with my people right in front of me? He’s asking for death!
- “Shut up.”
- I cut off Jax’s babbling.
- Reaching out, I touched her forehead.
- It was burning hot—like a branding iron.
- “Selene.”
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- “If you even think about dying on my turf, I swear, I’ll toss your corpse right back to Damien.”
- I knew threats worked better than sympathy with lunatics like her.
- Sure enough.
- Her eyelids... twitched.
- Suddenly, her eyes snapped open!
- “Diamond... diamond necklace... you... you’re holding it? Don’t... don’t let that bastard take it... it’s all I’ve got left.”
- “At a time like this, you’re still worried about a necklace, you crazy bitch.”
- “Help me... find someone...”
- “Who?”
- “Hecate...”
- Her breathing grew weaker.
- “That witch doctor... don’t trust her...”
- “She... works for Evangeline...”
- “I know, no need to say it.”
- “Silver Moon Pack... Ayla.”
- “She’s my... only friend.”
- “Help me... get in touch with her.”
- “I need proof...”
- “Evangeline... two years ago...”
- “Wolf poison... ‘Rogue’...”
- “Payment... records...”
- Her eyes finally closed for good.
- ...
- I stood by the bed, staring at her pale, ashen face and bluish lips.
- “Wang?”
- Jax whispered.
- “Is she... dead?”
- “No.”
- I turned away.
- “She can’t die yet.”
- “Her revenge isn’t done.”
- “Her ‘game’ is just getting started.”
- “Jax!”
- “Here, Wang!”
- “Get a few things done, fast.”
- “First,”
- “Contact her friend, Ayla.”
- “Tell her Selene’s with me.”
- “Get the wolf poison evidence she needs.”
- “Yes!”
- “Second,”
- My eyes landed on the bloodstained silver dagger I’d brought up from downstairs.
- “You’re going to Silver Moon Pack yourself.”
- “Tell Damien his people are here.”
- “I’ve confiscated his silver dagger too.”
- “Third,”
- I threw on my coat.
- “Silver poison... only a witch can cure it.”
- “Go get Hecate.”
- Jax’s face went pale. “Wang! Hecate’s Damien’s personal witch doctor! She won’t come! And besides... Miss Selene just said she...”
- “Of course she won’t come.”
- I smirked.
- “She’s a witch.”
- “But I never said I was asking her to save someone.”
- “Don’t ask questions, just bring her here.”
- “I wanna see if the one who can poison can also save.”
- ...
- Three days later.
- I sat on the couch in the med room, wiping down that silver dagger.
- The blood on it had dried.
- Selene was still lying on the bed, unconscious.
- That old hag Hecate was locked up in the dungeon.
- She’d pulled the dagger out and smeared on some special witch medicine.
- Of course, she only agreed after Jax snapped her fingers one by one.
- But she insisted whether Selene woke up or not was up to the Moon Goddess.
- “Wang!
- Jax burst in like a maniac, phone in hand.
- “Ayla... just replied!”
- I looked up.
- Jax’s face was dead serious—like I’d never seen before.
- He shoved his phone screen right in front of me.
- “Kaelen!”
- “That silver dagger... Hecate herself poisoned it!”
- “This isn’t just any silver poison!”
- “It’s some new shit she cooked up, related to wolf venom... called ‘Soul Corrosion’!”
- “There’s no cure. None at all!”
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