Favo Novel
Chatper 83
Chatper 83
“Daran–!!!!
Janet cried desperately.
Her voice trembled as she rushed towards Daran,
She wished that everything was just a bad dream, that Veronica hadn’t tried to attack her, and Daran
didn’t shove her aside and take the hit for her.
Yet it was true.
The dagger was still deep in Daran’s flesh.
And the blood was pouring out from his wound, painting his white shirt into red.
Daran held the dagger and swayed on his spot. He had to put all of his weight on Janet’s shoulder to
stop falling.
His face was quickly turning grey.
Everyone in the room was shocked by this sudden turn of events.
Maxie acted first. She pulled over a chair and helped Daran sit down.
Then she examined his wound.
“His blood is changing color!” she said in an urgent voice, “This dagger is poisoned!”
Janet looked closely at the wound.
Maxie was right.
The blood oozing out was turning into a deeper shade of red, which almost seemed black. And the
flesh around his wound was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Janet’s hands trembled violently.
She considered herself a calm person, capable of handling any urgent crisis.
Yet at this moment, her mind was a complete blank.
She didn’t know what to do.
Without thinking too much about it, Janet held the dagger and tried to pull it out.
But Daran stopped her by holding her hand.
“Hey, don’t do that.”
His voice was feeble but still steady.
“If you pull the dagger now, I might bleed to death,” he said softly.
“Then what are we supposed to do? Let it stay there?!”
Janet’s voice was so high and shrill that it didn’t sound like her normal voice.
Daran tightened his grip on Janet’s wrist.
Longingness gleamed in his
eyes.
“Are you worried about me?” he asked with a faint smile.
Janet couldn’t believe his nerve.
Does he still have time to make jokes? Was he f**king serious?!
She jerked around to the others and snapped, “Someone gets a doctor!”
Jeff was finally snapped back to reality, and he said urgently, “O–On it!”
He rushed out of the tent.
Steven let out a deafening roar and rushed at Veronica, “Where is the cure you f**king b*tch!”
He seized Veronica’s throat. One move and her neck would be snapped.
Yet oddly, Veronica didn’t look afraid.
She looked beyond Steven’s shoulder and stared at Daran. A frantic look appeared in her eyes.
“You are Alpha Daran…the person that the Rogue King feared the most… Yet you are willing to
sacrifice your life for her.”
Veronica gasped, half–crying, half–laughing.
“Did you all see that? That is the power of love! Now how can you still blame Glen for betraying his own
men for me?!”
Steven ground his teeth, “Quit yammering and hand in the cure!”
Yet Veronica ignored him.
She rolled her eyes and stared at the sky, whispering in a low voice, “Rogue King…I took down Alpha
Daran for you…so please forgive my mistakes and give my family mercy…”
Her voice faded out.
Then she bit something hidden inside of her mouth.
Glen had been watching her closely. Now seeing her do that, he roared desperately and rushed over,
grabbing Veronica’s jaw to force her mouth open.
“Don’t be silly!” Glen cried in tears, “Spill it out, Veronica! Spill it!”
“What is happening!” Steven growled.
“Rogues hid poison in their teeth so that they could commit suicide in emergent times! Now help me,
hurry!”
Together, they forced Veronica to open her mouth. Glen reached his two fingers under her tongue and
took out half of a white pill.
She had swollen down the other half.
Painful tears streamed down Glen’s face as he held his lover.
She had passed out already, her face and lips losing all color.
“What do we do now?!” Steven stomped his feet anxiously, “Where should we get
cure?”
Just then, Jeff was back with the doctor.
The doctor rushed to examine Daran’s wound. Moments later, he wiped the sweat away from his
forehead. “It is poison…I need to operate on him right away.”
“And then he will be fine?” Janet asked worriedly.
“If the person being stabbed was a regular werewolf, they would be dead by now. But Alpha Daran had
a strong wolf. I think he will be fine after the operation…But we still need to wait and see.”
Janet breathed out shakily.
Daran smiled and gently squeezed Janet’s hand, “Told you that I will be fine.”
“Don’t get cocky,” Janet warned him lowly and then turned to the doctor. “Shall we do something about
the dagger? Can’t let it stay there like that.”
“Of course. Let’s lay Alpha Daran down. I will operate right now. I will also scrape off the rotten flesh. It
might hurt a bit.”
Janet immediately helped Daran stand up. The doctor hastily laid a plastic wrap on the table and
instructed Daran to lie down on the table.
Jeff was pacing back and forth anxiously outside of the crowd, “Are you seriously going to operate
here? Can’t you at least find an aseptic room?”
“There is no time for that.” The doctor opened his surgical kit. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
“Well then, give the poor man some painkiller! You said it f**king hurts!”
“There is no need,” Daran said abruptly.
He reached over and interlocked his fingers with Janet’s.
“I will be fine as long as Janet is by my side,” Daran smiled.
Janet replied with a smile.
The doctor took his scalpel and started the operation.
Janet could feel Daran’s muscles tense up immediately after the doctor made the first cut. His face was
white as a piece of paper, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Janet felt her heartache.
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If it weren’t for Daran, she would be the one lying on this table. No. She probably wouldn’t last long
enough for the doctor to arrive. She would be dead already.
It was at this very moment that she realized that Daran really cared about her.
So much so that he was willing to take a bullet for her.
Some strong emotions surged up in her chest.
Janet couldn’t help but plant a soft kiss on the back of Daran’s hand.
Daran’s body suddenly jerked as he looked up at Janet slowly. His eyes were lit up by joy.
“You made this stab seem so worth it,” he said in a husky voice,
The doctor pulled out the dagger and clogged the wound with some cotton balls.
He wanted to go ahead and wrap the wound with lines, but Daran stopped him.
“Gamma Janet can do it,” he gave a small nod at Janet.
The doctor hesitated and then handed Janet the lien resignedly.
“Like what?”
“I am not sure,” the doctor shook his head.
Now that Daran’s wound had been treated, the others wanted to give him and Janet some space.
While the Gammas were leaving the tent, Kass appeared by the entrance.
Janet nodded. She placed the lien on the table and was about to head out.
Yet her hand fell into an iron grip the next second.
“I need you to stay here,” Daran said icily.
His lips were pressed into a thin line. He still looked very intimidating even with the wound.
“I will be back very soon,” Janet comforted him.
“Stay,” Daran strengthened. It was basically an order.
Yet Janet simply smiled and broke free from his grip and then walked out of the tent.
Kass was standing outside. He seemed very tense.
“I heard that Alpha Daran was poisoned by a rogue?” he asked hastily.
“Yes. Do you know anything about that poison?”
Kass choked.
An awkward look appeared on his face.
After a long pause, he put his hand on Janet’s shoulder and said urgently, “Don’t…stay by his side
tonight.”
Janet frowned, “Why?”
“Just listen to me!”
“I won’t unless you give me a reason.
“Because-” Kass hissed, gritting his teeth. “-The poison will make him go in heat!”