520 Unsolvable Looming Crisis
âI knew youâd learnt to hide your murderous intent but this is something else,â Micah replied through gritted teeth. How was it possible that the rogues were this capable of concealing their murderous intent?
It wasnât something they could just learn on a whim. It was hard to do, especially for creatures as impulsive as werewolves. It didnât make sense.
Even Katie Chase Sirius hadnât been able to completely conceal her emotions once her werewolf side manifested. âWhatâs going on here?â
âOR⦠Stay with me hereâ¦â the alpha raised his index finger to emphasize his point, ââ¦I have no intentions of killing anyone. It can be that simple, really.â
âThatâs not possible. Rogues are not the kind to give up blood lust and carnage. You only strive to bring the world down and nothing else,â Micah retorted.
Something wasnât right.
It was true that there was no malicious intent coming from Samson but that was all the more reason to believe that he was up to something even more sinister. Perhaps he was feeling regret for something much darker than he ever thought himself capable.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhy cut off communications? Whatâs your end game here?â Micah mumbled.
The werewolfâs sensitive ears picked up on every syllable and a smirk graced his face, âSomeoneâs finally using their head. You know⦠Normally, I wouldnât tell my enemy a thing. But Iâll make an exception simply because youâre special to me. I once had high hopes of you becoming my most powerful beta. But I guess life doesnât always go according to plan.
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â¦also because there is nothing you can do about it even if I told you.â
âYay! How generous of you!â Micahâs eyes stayed trained on the alpha, showing no signs of losing their hostility.
Samson chuckled darkly but kept his gaze as well. For the first time since their meeting, the alpha seemed slightly irritated by Micahâs presence. His cool and lax attitude reminded the hunter of just how powerful the rogue general was.
The fact that he was so relaxed in his presence translated to how powerful he truly believed himself to be.
âLetâs see. Where should I start? Ah yes⦠the Rogue Kingâs grand plan. Heâs never been one to overthink his actions but with the last failure, heâs changed his perspective so much.
His brilliance is, in all ways, divine and grand. I feel lucky to witness his genius in action. You should just surrender, Micah. His plan is already in motion⦠and no human will be spared.â
âYouâre not making sense.â
âSay hello, Jack,â the alpha yelled out loud, a hint of madness glinting in his eyes.
A sign of movement caught the hunterâs attention as someone else made himself known. Emerging from behind one of the massive vertical pillars of the mast, famous actor, Jack Boggle stepped out, keeping his gaze to the side.
Micah stared at the man in disbelief. He was known to be missing⦠but here he was, âLina really did see you.â
âYes, she did. And youâre on the wrong side, Micah,â Jack spoke in a sombre tone, turning to look him in the eye.
However, when the actor turned to look at Micah, the hunter took an unsteady step back in shock. Jack Boggle wasnât just being held captive by the rogues but his eyes shone a brilliant amber now.
âYou were once a junior hunter. A promising one! If you could only let go of your pride, you couldââ
âThis is not about that,â Jack snapped at the hunter, cutting him off harshly.
In the next second, however, all that hostility vanished and his face softened into one filled with worry, âI tried to get her to cancel the games. But now itâs too late. Itâs probably happening already now.â
âWhatâs probably happening?â Micah suddenly asked.
Samsonâs voice rumbled as he chuckled to himself, âShould you really be here, Micah? Iâve heard that you grew powerful enough to become a Mighty Warrior candidate. Of course, you still have a long way to go before reaching the Perfect Warriorâs level but thatâs still impressive in its own right.
All that power sent here to check on a mere cell tower⦠when you could be saving so many that are about to die,â Samson mentioned.
âYouâre here too⦠If there was anything that threatened the Great Arena, it would be you,â Micah countered. Rogues attacking the Great Arena. That was crazy. There were so many hunters there for them to take such a risk.
âWho said anything about rogues attacking? Come on, Micah. I know youâre a bright one. Youâve already seen Jack over here. How long do you think heâs been a wolf?â
Micah turned to the former actor and stared at him expectantly.
Jack slumped his shoulders and slowly mumbled, âOne day.â
It was all the hunter needed to hear before he blurred out of sight, turning his full strength and speed back to the Great Coliseum. If what heâd heard was right, then there was so much that heâd not accounted for.
Only chaos lay ahead⦠So many lives were on the lineâ¦
There was one more thing that was feared all across the world. A werewolf losing control of its violent urges. It was the reason every school was advised to start only after theyâd established connections with the Hunterâs Agency of their region and allowed either Junior hunter to attend or hired a few professional hunters to protect the school.
One feral wolf was enough to bring an immeasurable level of death and destruction. And for this reason, the empires were advised against releasing young werewolves into society before theyâd learned control.
It was also the reason hunters were often placed in situations where they had to kill humans that had been turned into werewolves by rogue alphas. Without any knowledge or experience in exercising control, they were considered just as dangerous as the rogues.
If what Micah assumed to be the case, the Great Arena was in more danger than he could have imagined.
ââ¦also because there is nothing you can do about it even if I told you,â Samsonâs words echoed.
Gritting his teeth as he dashed, swung and shot through the air towards the Great Arena, Micah suppressed his conflicting emotions. He didnât want to admit the truth behind the generalâs words.