Chapter 232

Scarlett The moment I heard him shout, my body moved on instinct. I twisted sharply to the side just as something sharp sliced through the air behind me. A knife. It grazed past my right shoulder, severing a few strands of my hair before embedding itself into the stone wall inches from the second warrior’s face. The poor man, already weak, lost consciousness again from sheer terror. “Another rat who dared to infiltrate my territory again, huh?” The voice was deep, filled with lethal and mockery. I hurriedly turned my back, every instinct of me was screaming to raise my guard up to this Alpha. I watched as he stood tall at the entrance of the cell. His eyes were glowing red, wild with aggression. Veins protruded across his temples and down his neck, pulsing grotesquely beneath his skin. It looked horrible and terrifying to look at. His aura was suffocating—thick with murderous intent that pressed against my lungs. One, who had seen him could tell that he was suffering from something. Is