Favo Novel
Chapter 225
Chapter 225
Chapter 225.
Janet quietly took the crossbow from her back.
She pointed the arrow at one of the Lycan soldier’s heads, narrowing her eyes, holding her breath.
The two soldiers had no idea that death was looming.
They were still talking.
“Looks like our King is really in love with that she–wolf. Don’t you think?”
“Hell yeah. And that she–wolf has no gratitude at heart. The Lycan King wants her
for Christ’s sake! If you ask me, she should get on her knees and wiggle her fucking butt like a good dog, begging our king to take her-”
WHOOSH!
The arrow flew across the air and went right into the back of that soldier’s skull, freezing the rest of those words on his lips.
The head of the arrow stuck out from between the soldier’s brows.
Blood streamed down his face.
A horror expression froze on his face as he was crushed down to the forest bed, dead.
His companion was terrified.
He jumped up, clenching his pistol, and looked around, “WHO IS THERE! You are killing the Lycan King’s guards! I fucking warn you-”
He looked from left to right.
Yet he didn’t check his overhead.
Janet leaned off from the tree and fell right on top of his shoulders.
one hand.
And held a blade against his throat with another hand.
“…Don’t move,” she leaned down and whispered into his ears.
The Lycan soldier froze, his body shivering.
..L–Lady Janet?” he stuttered.
He tried to turn his neck and got a good look at her.
The blade cut into his skin right away.
“Do you want me to slit your throat?” she warned, “Keep your eyes ahead!”
The soldier’s neck became stiff, staying perfectly still.
“Tell me everything back at the castle. How is the search coming along?” she demanded.
“I…If you were up there the whole time, you have heard everything already…” the soldier stuttered, “General Clemente is being punished. Prince Wells and Princess Belle are grounded. The King is pulling every soldier in the castle into this search…There is no way he will stop until he finds you!”
Janet tightened her grip on the hilt.
Fuck.
She was hoping that Westin would give up at some point, hence buying her more time to escape.
Yet he was more determined than she thought.
Did he really want her that much?
“Lady Janet…you–you should really go back and turn yourself in when there is still chance…” the soldier begged, “You don’t know the way…How long can you last in this forest anyway? The elders are trying to stop the king from coming to look for you personally…But sooner or later he will set foot in this forest, and you will be found! Just think about his rage when he catches you with his own hands…” “SILENT!” Janet snapped.
Her heart was thumping wildly.
She didn’t need this soldier to remind her of Westin’s rage.
She could imagine it.
Westin probably wouldn’t kill her.
But he would make sure that she lived in misery, which was a thousand times worse. than a clean death.
Which was why she had to find a way out of there before he found her.
“You are right. I don’t know the way,” Janet let out a cold laugh. “But you are here. now. Lycans know how to get out of this damn forest, don’t you?”
Yes.
That was her plan.
To take a Lycan soldier hostage and to force him to show her the way.
Has her compass stopped working?
She would find herself a human compass
The Lycan soldier started to shiver, “Y–You want me to… No, I can’t! The King will kill me-”
“If you don’t cooperate, I will kill you before he does,” Janet threatened, pointing the dagger at his throat. “So which way is it going to be?”
The Lycan soldier gulped nervously, “Please…Please don’t…I have a family…”
“So cooperation it is.”
Janet jumped off from his shoulder and replaced the dagger with her pistol.
She gave him a nudge with her pistol, “Now move! Don’t play tricks with me. And don’t try circling me back to Westin’s! I will blow your head the moment I sense something wrong.”
The Lycan soldier took in a deep breath.
He started moving forward.
Janet immediately followed him, keeping pointing the pistol at his heart.
They traveled in the forest in silence, with the heavy fog still accompanying them.
Janet couldn’t tell if the path they were on right now had any difference from the path that she had taken.
The forest looked exactly the same no matter where she went.
But she didn’t see any marks on the passing trees.
Which meant that she hadn’t been to this area of the forest before.
The sun continued to set, the forest growing darker.
It was getting harder to see the path ahead of them.
Just when Janet’s patience was wearing out, a long howl from the distance swept the
forest, sending startled birds flying off branches and into the night sky.
The Lycan soldier snapped his head up and gasped, “It…It is the King…”
“How can you tell!”
“All soldiers can recognize the voice of their King…” the soldier trembled on his spot, “He is coming to get you himself…Lady Janet, you can’t escape! Even if you escape this forest, he will find a way to take you back–Just return when you have the chance–AHHH!”
Janet withdrew her dagger and stabbed it into his left shoulder!
The soldier staggered holding his injured shoulder, groaning in pain.
“Next time it will aim at your fucking heart!” Janet hissed under her breath, “How much longer to the borderline?!”
“Not…Not far…Just another half of an hour…”
“HURRY! GO!”
“HURRY! GO!”
They picked up their paces, dashing across the dark forest.
Janet’s heart was beating so crazily that she could even hear the sound of her own heartbeat.
She could sense the danger approaching.
Westin was coming.
She was racing against him.
They kept going like this for another 15 minutes and suddenly heard a loud hound bark from behind their backs.
Janet jerked around in panic-
A giant hound leaped out of the darkness and snapped at her jacket!
“Fuck!” Janet cursed.
It was Clemente’s jacket.
She tried to pull it back from the dog, but the damn beast would not let go and made a dangerous growl at her, showing pointed fangs!
“It is General Clemente’s hound! It must have recognized its master’s scent! They are not far from us-” the soldier yelled.
Janet stripped herself out of that jacket and shifted into her wolf.
She abandoned the hound and the soldier and dashed forward.
Faster…
FASTER!
The wind gushed at her face, rustling her furs. Her wolf was as anxious as she was. Just then, she smelt something in the wind.
An enticing scent.
The scent of her mate, the love of her life! Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
In the distance, behind the trees, she saw a familiar figure standing by the edge of the forest.
It was him!!!
“-DARAN!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.
That man jerked around and looked in her direction.