Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
[Margaretâs Perspective]
I never expected to hear such mean words from Elliot.
At the Silver Moon Pack, he was always polite and gentlemanly. He was at Donaldâs side like an all-round butler, helping him with all the tedious matters and meeting my needs.
But at this moment, he seemed to be displaying a completely different warrior image.
He was cold and rational. All the judgments he made were based on the current situation. There were no personal feelings involved. I was surprised by the contrast in Elliot. Which side of him was the real him? Was he all that stood before me now?
If he was a traitor⦠There was not a moment when I was more certain that he was capable of doing something terrible.
I have to stop him,?I thought.
I stepped back and stood in front of Elizabeth. I looked at Elliot and said, âYou knew Angel a long time ago, didnât you?â
Elliot looked at me and remained silent.
âI donât know what your relationship is, but you clearly have deep ties. And what Angel did has gone beyond her personal grudge with me. Sheâs betraying Donald and your Lycan pack,â I continued.
âIâll admit that what Angel did was very distressing,â Elliot said.
âSo you admit it.â I took a deep breath and barely controlled my emotions. âYouâre in cahoots with Angel. You planned all this. What else are you planning to do later?â
âI donât accept your accusation that Iâm a traitor in the team,â Elliot said, lowering his eyes. âI donât have any thoughts about this at the moment, but I can guarantee that Iâve always been loyal to His Majesty. Perhaps you canât trust me completely because of what Iâve done to you in the past, but you should trust His Majesty. He allowed me to protect you. That means he trusts me.â
âYou could have lied to him,â I said. âDonald trusted Angel, too. But whatâs the outcome?â
Elliot opened his mouth as if to speak.
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened. I tensed up, thinking he was going to attack Elizabeth and me.
However, his gaze turned to the forest and he shouted, âWho is it!â
The forest was silent. I followed Elliotâs gaze in confusion and used my werewolf hearing to try to detect anything unusual over there, but there was nothing.
I looked at Elliot again, dubious, suspecting that this was some trick he was playing.
âStop hiding. I can see you,â Elliot said in a cold voice to the forest.
Then he took a pistol from his belt. I stared at him in shock and took another step back.
But Elliot kept his gun pointed firmly in one direction of the forest and spoke again. âIf you donât come out, Iâm going to shoot you. I promise Iâll hit one of you.â
âPa, pa, pa.â
From the forest came a sudden round of applause.
âI heard your speech just now. How affectionate. Unfortunately, this blind she-wolf canât see these things at all,â a charming female voice could be heard.
My pupils constricted as I stared at the graceful figure walking out of the forest slowly.
Iâd never forget that voice.
She was the one who kidnapped me and Elizabeth. She was the culprit behind all of this. She was also the one who committed the unforgivable sin of betraying Donald and the Lycan Pack.
Angel!!!
âEverything would be so much easier if he was really in my camp.â Angel walked out of the forest and leaned against the front tree. Her S-shaped curves were perfectly accentuated. She was like a sinister, beautiful snake hissing.
Then a dozen Lycans walked out from behind her. I recognized some of them. I had seen these people in the Silver Moon Pack. These must be the ones Angel had defected with.
Some of them were bare-chested and covered in blood and scars. They looked like they had just ended a battle.
I looked at each of their faces to make sure that Arthur and Dick were not among them. They did not escape together. Angelâs relationship with them was as shaky as Elizabeth had said.
It seemed that someone else was behind all of this. However, capturing Angel would not completely resolve this matter.
âSo, did you see anything after so long?â Angel looked at me with interest. âYour suspicions about Elliot are interesting. It seems that my brother put in a good word for me in front of you.â
Then she gave Elliot a rather bright smile. âThank you anyway.â
Elliot shifted his grip on the gun to protect Elizabeth and me.