Chapter 83
âDaranâ!!!!
Janet cried desperately.
Her voice trembled as she rushed towards Daran,
She wished that everything was just a bad dream, that Veronica hadnât tried to attack her, and Daran didnât shove her aside and take the hit for her.
Yet it was true.
The dagger was still deep in Daranâs 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 Janetâs 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.
âHis blood is changing color!â she said in an urgent voice, âThis dagger is poisoned!â
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.
Janetâs 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 didnât 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.
âHey, donât do that.â
His voice was feeble but still steady.
âIf you pull the dagger now, I might bleed to death,â he said softly.
âThen what are we supposed to do? Let it stay there?!â
Janetâs voice was so high and shrill that it didnât sound like her normal voice.
Daran tightened his grip on Janetâs wrist.
Longingness gleamed in his
eyes.
âAre you worried about me?â he asked with a faint smile.
Janet couldnât believe his nerve.
Does he still have time to make jokes? Was he f**king serious?!
She jerked around to the others and snapped, âSomeone gets a doctor!â
Jeff was finally snapped back to reality, and he said urgently, âOâOn it!â
He rushed out of the tent.
Steven let out a deafening roar and rushed at Veronica, âWhere is the cure you f**king b*tch!â
He seized Veronicaâs throat. One move and her neck would be snapped.
Yet oddly, Veronica didnât look afraid.
She looked beyond Stevenâs shoulder and stared at Daran. A frantic look appeared in her eyes.
âYou are Alpha Daranâ¦the person that the Rogue King feared the most⦠Yet you are willing to sacrifice your life for her.â
Veronica gasped, halfâcrying, halfâlaughing.
âDid you all see that? That is the power of love! Now how can you still blame Glen for betraying his own men for me?!â
Steven ground his teeth, âQuit yammering and hand in the cure!â
Yet Veronica ignored him.
She rolled her eyes and stared at the sky, whispering in a low voice, âRogue Kingâ¦I took down Alpha Daran for youâ¦so please forgive my mistakes and give my family mercyâ¦â
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 Veronicaâs jaw to force her mouth open.
âDonât be silly!â Glen cried in tears, âSpill it out, Veronica! Spill it!â
âWhat is happening!â Steven growled.
âRogues hid poison in their teeth so that they could commit suicide in emergent times! Now help me, hurry!â
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 Glenâs face as he held his lover.
She had passed out already, her face and lips losing all color.
âWhat do we do now?!â Steven stomped his feet anxiously, âWhere should we get
cure?â
Just then, Jeff was back with the doctor.
The doctor rushed to examine Daranâs wound. Moments later, he wiped the sweat away from his forehead. âIt is poisonâ¦I need to operate on him right away.â
âAnd then he will be fine?â Janet asked worriedly.
âIf 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 operationâ¦But we still need to wait and see.â
Janet breathed out shakily.
Daran smiled and gently squeezed Janetâs hand, âTold you that I will be fine.â
âDonât get cocky,â Janet warned him lowly and then turned to the doctor. âShall we do something about the dagger? Canât let it stay there like that.â
âOf course. Letâs lay Alpha Daran down. I will operate right now. I will also scrape off the rotten flesh. It might hurt a bit.â
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, âAre you seriously going to operate here? Canât you at least find an aseptic room?â
âThere is no time for that.â The doctor opened his surgical kit.
âWell then, give the poor man some painkiller! You said it f**king hurts!â
âThere is no need,â Daran said abruptly.
He reached over and interlocked his fingers with Janetâs.
âI will be fine as long as Janet is by my side,â Daran smiled.
Janet replied with a smile.
The doctor took his scalpel and started the operation.
Janet could feel Daranâs 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 werenât for Daran, she would be the one lying on this table. No. She probably wouldnât 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 couldnât help but plant a soft kiss on the back of Daranâs hand.
Daranâs body suddenly jerked as he looked up at Janet slowly. His eyes were lit up by joy.
âYou made this stab seem so worth it,â 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.
âGamma Janet can do it,â he gave a small nod at Janet.
The doctor hesitated and then handed Janet the lien resignedly.
âPlease keep an eye on the Alpha tonight,â the doctor said to Janet. âWe donât know much about the rogueâs poison. It looks like Alpha Daran is getting better. But there might be some postâsyndromes.â
âLike what?â
âI am not sure,â the doctor shook his head.
Now that Daranâs wound had been treated, the others wanted to give him and Janet some space.
Maxie asked soldiers to escort Glen and Veronica out and lock them up. They would be sentenced after Daran got better.
While the Gammas were leaving the tent, Kass appeared by the entrance.
He gave one quick glance at Daran and his pale face, and then called out to Janet, âGamma Janet, can I see you for a second?â
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.
âI need you to stay here,â Daran said icily.
His lips were pressed into a thin line. He still looked very intimidating even with the wound.
âI will be back very soon,â Janet comforted him.
âStay,â 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.
âI heard that Alpha Daran was poisoned by a rogue?â he asked hastily.
âYes. Do you know anything about that poison?â
Kass choked.
An awkward look appeared on his face.
After a long pause, he put his hand on Janetâs shoulder and said urgently, âDonâtâ¦stay by his side tonight.â
Janet frowned, âWhy?â
âJust listen to me!â
âI wonât unless you give me a reason.
âBecause-â Kass hissed, gritting his teeth. â-The poison will make him go in heat!â