Chapter 122 Dianaâs pov Noraâs hair is in disarray, makeup smeared on her face, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Pinned down and helpless, she extends a trembling hand in my direction, pleading desperately.
âSave me!â
In that moment, all my rationality shatters.
My eyes and heart have only one thought â to eliminate these scum who have insulted Nora.
I grab a vase from the entrance and forcefully smash it onto the back of one manâs head. Blood trickles down his neck, and the others react.
They rush towards me, attempting to overpower me.
I go berserk, showing no mercy.
Before long, those bastards are left with broken bones, bleeding, writhing in pain on the ground.
I lift Nora, still trembling, and cover her with a sheet.
Nora canât speak, only staring at me in terror.
My heart aches.
I gently embrace Nora, whispering in her ear, âWait, Iâll go kill them to avenge you.â
Moss follows me.
I hand Nora over to him and slowly turn around.
My icy gaze falls on one man lying on the floor.
He shrinks, wideâeyed with fear. Realizing his fate, he drags his broken leg, attempting to crawl towards the door, lacking the courage to look back.
My nails start growing longer, sharper, transforming into lethal wolf claws.
As he nears the door, I step on his broken leg. A sharp crack, and he lets out a deafening scream.
I lift him by the collar, holding him midâair. Fear fills his dying eyes.
He pleads for mercy, but itâs in vain. When Nora begged, did they spare her?
âYou deserve to die!â I grit my teeth, arm raised to pierce his chest.
âNo!â
A sharp cry interrupts me.
I turn to see a group entering the room, led by a wealthy woman.
The cry came from her. Panicked, she witnesses me and the man Iâm holding.
âMo The man cries out, tears streaming. âQuick, save me! This woman is insane; she wants to kill mel!!
The man cries out, tears streaming. âQuick, save me! This woman is insane; she wants to kill me!â
The wealthy woman swallows hard. While her son doesnât recognize me, she does.
âDi... Diana, release my son, and we can talk. This... all of this...â
The wealthy woman surveys the scene, freezing momentarily at Nora wrapped in a sheet. Despite the mess, exposed men, itâs evident what transpired.
To save her son, the wealthy woman desperately says, âThis must be a misunderstanding! My son just came of age, even if...
even if he made a mistake, itâs because heâs too young. Please spare him...â
I coldly laugh. âRape, not deserving death?â
The wealthy woman chokes, unable to speak.
Just then, commotion erupts at the door again.
Nathan and Avia arrive late.
The wealthy woman finds hope upon seeing them.
âAlpha! Alpha! My husband was once your fatherâs guard. Please save my son! Make this woman release my son!â
Nathan squints at me. âDiana, what are you causing now?â
âCausing?â I feel a burning rage, âAre you blind? Canât you see what happened here?â
âNo!â
Before I can retort, the wealthy woman hurriedly interjects, âMy son would never do something so absurd! Alpha, you canât judge by appearances. Please, spare him...â
I sneer. âRape, not deserving death?â
The wealthy woman is silent, helpless. At this moment, commotion erupts at the door again.
Nathan and Avia arrive late.
The wealthy woman seems relieved upon seeing them.
âAlpha! Alpha! My son is innocent! This woman is crazy; she wants to kill my son! Quickly make her release my son!â
Nathan looks at me. âDiana, let him go.â
Avia smirks triumphantly.
In that moment, I understand everything.
Itâs Avia again!
Recalling the drink meant for me, I realize it was intended to be mine. If Nora hadnât swapped our glasses, I would be the one violated in this room right now. The onlookers drawn by AvÃaâs shout would witness my disgrace.
But now, Nora drank the poisoned cup, leading to the scene before me.
âRelease him?â I sneer at Nathan. âYou must be dreaming.â