Chapter 131
Janet frowned looking at the man.
He was Doraâs fiancé.
This man came as an unexpected factor.
Looked like that Dora ran back home in a panic and told her fiancé about everything that happened last night.
Janet could be sure that this was just an honest mistake and Dora didnât try to tell on them on purpose.
It was just that this man named Gorden turned out to have a soft spine and a big mouth and chose to work with the monsters who tried to hurt his own fiancé.
An astonished gasp could be heard in the room.
One guy jumped up from his seat and pointed a finger at Daran and Janet, âAh ha! We caught you right there! How do you intend to respond to this witnessâs words?â Daran crossed his arms in front of his chest with a cold face, âI did not intend to respond to anything. This is complete bullshit.
âBut you heard the man-â
âThis manâs testimony held no credibility!â Janet snapped, âAs far as I am concerned, this man could be just a pawn of yours and you are trying to use him to frame us for something we didnât do!â
âCome on, Gamma Janet. Nobody has time for that. We are just trying to find the murderer here,â Lance said sullenly.
âThen why doesnât his fiancé come out and testify?â Janet snarled.
She went up to the man. Gorden started to quiver even more violently when she came close.
âYou are not even the first witness,â Janet looked down at his horror-struck face. âWhere is your fiancé?â
Gorden stuttered, âSheâ¦she didnât want to comeâ¦â
âOh? And why is that?â
Gorden gulped nervously. His eyes flickered and looked away to avoid Janetâs sharp gaze.
Then his eyes met with Lanceâs.
Lance was staring at him from this distance with a clear hint of warning on his face, which sent a shiver down Gordenâs spine.
âMy My fiancé didnât come becauseâ¦â Gorden mumbled, âBecause she was scared! She was afraid that you might hurt her if she came in person. She sent me here to represent her. You-you cold-hearted fucking murderers!â
Janet gritted her teeth in rage.
This Gorden was a real fucking prick.
Did he have any idea that those people-including Lance-were the sole reason that
his fiancé had been in pain?
If it werenât for she and Daran, Dora would have been raped by Danton. This poor girl probably wouldnât last till the next dawn.
Yet instead of avenging his fiancé, Gorden chose to bend over and work with the
monsters.
Janet felt sorry for Dora.
Right now, she just wanted to slap the man in the face and tell him to fuck off.
Before she put her thoughts into action, somebody beat her to it.
Daran strode forward and raised his right leg, giving a hard kick on Gordenâs chest! Gorden was sent flying backward. His body slammed against the wall and dropped down.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
âWhat the fuckâ¦STOP!â
Everyone around the table jumped from their seats and glared at Daran in horror. They were all taken aback by Daranâs sudden moment.
Soldiers stepped forward and drew out their blades as a sign of warning.
Yet Daran was not intimidated by that at all.
He glanced at the soldiers icily. One look and those soldiers were frozen in their spots, terrified.
âWhat are you doing, Alpha Daran?â Lance hissed. âAre you trying to kill our witness and wipe the evidence away?â
Daran turned around and faced the crowd.
Everyone took an involuntary step back, including Lance.
âI will not stand here and have a fucking nobody slander me, calling me a murderer.â
Daran said in a cold voice.
âYou invited me here, Lance. So you better make me feel welcome. Keep throwing shit at me and I will make you regret it. You wonât like my temper.â
Lance inhaled sharply. Fear flickered across his eyes.
âMy King! This is a blatant threat!â one guy cried indignantly, âYou brought them in here, and for what? They are acting like they own this place! Walking around and killing our men under our noses! We should teach them a lesson, show them whe is the real boss!â
Janet stepped forward, clenching her fists, âHow dare you! If you dare to make a move, our troops will burn this place down to the ground!â
âThen we will fucking kill you today!â one soldier roared, âYou canât shift. You canât even leave the city! You wonât be able to gather your forces. This is the day you
die!
Daran stood before Janet, his face cold as a stone.
âThen go ahead. Give it a try.â
He sneered, staring at those alerted soldiers.
âIt has been some time since I killed a rogue. My wolf and I are both getting thirsty.â
The room lapsed into a ringing silence, with tension building in the air.
Everyone stood, stock-still, glaring at the opposing side.
They would lunge at the enemy at any second.
Janet held her breath, her mind racing fast, quickly assessing the situation.
This Gorden guy really ruined their whole plan. It seemed that Lance was now convinced that they killed Danton.
If these soldiers attacked them, Janet was confident that she and Daran could get out. But they couldnât leave the city, not with the rogueâs blood still left in their body. So it would be tricky to gather their forcesâ¦
Right in the middle of this heated moment, Lance cleared his throat and spoke up: âOK. That is enough. Everyone, drop your weapon.â
âBut my King-
âI said, DROP IT.â Lance stressed, âThis is not how we treat our guests.â
Everyone looked reluctant. They slowly lowered their weapons while still glaring at Janet and Daran.
Well, this was unexpected.
Janet raised an eyebrow.
Lance was really willing to bend this far to put up with her and Daran. But what for? Was he afraid of Daran? Or was he planning on something?
Janet didnât know.
She got a feeling that there was a part left in Lanceâs plan that they had yet to find
out.
âBut My Kingâ¦â one soldier said with a hesitant tone, âAre we really going to let them off the hook like that? What about General Dantonâs
s case?â
Before Lance could answer, the door to the Counseling Hall flew open and someone came rushing in.
It was Andre.
âMy King!â Andre cried, slightly out of breath. âI heard that there is an open trial to investigate my fatherâs death. Why am I not included in this?â
âAndre! You came.â Lance said with a simper, âI am just afraid that you are still deep in your sorrow and donât have the energy to deal with all these. But I am glad that you are here.â
âSo what is happening here? Fill me in,â Andre said.
âA witness had come forward-â Lance pointed at Gorden, â-saying that your father was killed by Alpha Daran and Janet last night.â
âBULLSHIT!â Andre snarled.
Whispering suddenly broke out all over the hall.
All the people on Lanceâs side stared at Andre, astonished and suspicious.
âMaster Andre, are you sure?â one man couldnât help but ask, âThis witness clearly said that-â
âI am sure!â Andre said with a hundred percent certainty. âMy father died due to drug abuse. It was a great tragedy. But he was not murdered!â
An astonished gasp could be heard among the crowd.
âBut what about those strange marks on his body?â someone questioned, âHis haif-missing tongue. The cut on his throatâ¦â
With his hands behind his back, Andre answered loudly and clearly, âLast night, my father was in a very good mood. So he took in a great amount of drugs, greater than the safe amount. I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldnât listen⦠Then he went into a seizure. It was when he bit off his own tongue.â
âHe bit his own tongue off?â someone gasped.
Andre nodded, âYeah. I rushed to keep him steadyâ¦but he had lost his mind completely. He snatched a blade and tried to kill me when I came close. There was a moment when we fought for the blade⦠That must have been how he got that cut on his throat.â
Everyone was rendered speechless.
Andre gave them a completely different story.
But whom should they trust? Andre or Gorden?
âNO-â Gorden straightened his upper body and cried, âNO! You are lying! Dora told me herselfâ¦these two killed General Danton!â
Andre jerked around and stared at Gorden with a cold gleam in his eyes, âI am lying? I am General Dantonâs son! Why would I lie about my own fatherâs death? My father has been nothing but kind to me. Everybody knows this!â
Many nodded along. It was true. Everyone here knew that Danton adored Andre. âAnd you on the other hand-â
Andre hissed and approached Gorden step by step. He grabbed Gorden by the hair and pulled his head up.
you piece of shit with your mouth full of craps! How dare you fabricate things about my fatherâs death and disturb him in his sleep! You will pay for this!â
âI-I didnât-â Gorden cried.
âMy King!â
Andre raised his voice and talked over Gorden.
âI demand to have this man execute! Flogged to death! For his audacity to lie to all of our faces!â