Chapter 113 Right Path
Third Person’s Point Of View,
“Seraphinal”
Ronan’s boots pounded against the stained floors of the underground brothel, the red lights flickering like the pulse of something evil that was alive in the walls. His lungs burned, his muscles strained, but he didn’t slow. His wolf roared only fo her, louder than ever before, clawing at his insides with the desperation of a beast sensing its possession was in danger.
He felt her close by but her aura was fading fast, as if forcibly erased. Still the pull of her wolf…it was there, slipping further from his grasp with each second.
He turned the final corner with a ragged breath and then broke down the door where he felt her. The door crushed down. loudly but as he stormed in. “Seraphina!!”
The room was empty. His wolf eyes spotted the large amount of the blood on the floor, fresh and dark, soaking into the red carpeting. At least, it was not her blood. He could tell this much. But he was gone. Or worse taken away.
Seraphina… he whispered, clutching his fists. He was a minute too late.
At the same time, far across the brothel’s sprawling underground, Asher slammed his body through a narrow corridor where he heard the terrified screams of some other females. He was close to the right place!
Only when he slammed the door open, it was empty. “What the fuck!” he clenched his teeth.
Meanwhile. Finn, moving like a shadow, darted through the quieter path. There were screams but no moment at all. As if the entire brothel was dead. Of course, that was what made him sure that he was in a place where he should not be. That was when he spotted something, half–buried in the dust and dirt. Something glimmered faintly under the flickering wall sconce
He hurriedly knelt to a delicate silver anklet. One he’d seen on Grace’s ankle the day she arrived.
His fingers clenched around it, heart beating wildly, and his head snapping ahead. “Grace has to be around here somewhere! he growled.
At the same time at another location. Ryker’s path ended at a dead wall. According to the map Asher had, there should have been a corridor. Another passage.
But it was bricked up. He stared at the wall with blank eyes but clearly felt something behind it. More like what his wolf was looking for.
Only he was not alone down there. He slowly turned around and met the yellow eyes of a tall rogue with an evil smile. The man who had been playing worthless rogue behind Juan but actually a strong and evil one. He was giving off a very strong
a like that of both Grace and Seraphina.
However Ryker was not alone to be found.
Juan’s right–hand man stood some distance ahead, smiling evilly at Finn with his head still bleeding from Finn’s previous.
Wiale Asher turned around to find a monstrous looking rogue with the height of a gorilla dragging a bloodied Mark and forcing him to point directly at Asher as if confirming something.
Konan stood in the red room, in a staring contest with the rogue standing outside the room with Seraphina’s veil between his
gers like a trophy. It was at that moment that the camera ahead attracted his attention.
There were dozens of them embedded in the walls, in the ceilings Recording, not only him but all four of them
in the red room deep below, Juan leaned back in his plush seat with a devilish grin, swirling a glass of blood–red wine. “So they really are lare to tnd that girl Silas has he crossed his legs and glanced at unconscious Sera on the bed. “Too bad, all of
find you will the” the rogue with a ugly scar on his face entered the room watching juan stare at the Seraphina as he hushed.
Especially you, woman”
The scared wolf’s eyes snagged on her exposed waist as he informed Jaan. Silas is calling for you.”
just head snapped at him “Why?”
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Chapter 113 Right Path
We got the wrong girl,” the wolf revealed.
Finished
“What?!” Juan sprang up from his seat and stormed out of the room saying, “Guard this she–wolf. If she escapes, you will lose your head!
The scared wolf glanced at Ryker. Ronan, Finn and Asher fighting with the rogues in the footage and then defenseless. Seraphina on the bed.
He stretched his hand out to lock
the door without tearing his eyes from Seraphina as he murmured. “Of course, I will guard
her, a dirty smile appeared on his lips as he edged closer to the bed. “In my own way…”
Ryker grabbed the rogue by the throat, slamming him against the wall so hard the stone cracked. “You laid a hand on something I desire?” he hissed. With a cruel smile, he twisted his claws deep into the rogue’s gut, then up. His scream was choked. Ryker whispered, “Rot in hell,” and let him drop unceremoniously to the floor.
Finn ducked the rogue’s swing, eyes blazing, “When I ask you something, speak before you even blink,” he snarled. In one swift motion, he drove his claws through the rogue’s mouth, silencing his scream. Blood spilled over Finn’s hand as he yanked it out. “Having hands does not mean you get to touch everything, you know. Especially what I have my eyes
on
Asher’s eyes burned blood red as he dodged the rogue’s strike, then lunged with a guttural snarl. His claws slashed through flesh, tearing deep across the rogue’s chest. Blood sprayed. Asher pinned him down, claws sinking in. “Touching Grace was already a sin but then you had to touch what has become my bottom line, huh?” he whispered, before ripping out the rogue’s throat. “Not a wise decision.”
Ronan snarled as his back slammed against a crumbling wall, shattering the tile behind him. Dust clouded the air, but his eyes locked on the rogue gripping Seraphina’s veil. With a guttural roar, he lunged with claws flashing and striking the rogue across the chest. Blood sprayed as he ripped the veil free.
“You don’t touch what’s mine,” he growled. “Bitch!”
Not that the fight was over.
The rogue smirked even as he bled, launching himself at Ronan again. They crashed through a broken door, then a splintered window. Debris flew, fists and claws colliding, until Ronan was shoved back right into another solid body.
Finn.
They exchanged a glance just as Ryker and Asher burst through opposite hallways, equally bloodied and locked in combat. They’d all been funneled to the same cross–section of corridors, Surrounded. Dozens of rogues snarled from all sides. circling like wolves scenting victory.
Asher wiped blood from his brow. “If they’re stopping us here, it means we’re on the right path. Close to Seth and Grace.”
Everyone growled low in agreement while Ronan’s sense of Seraphina being in danger sharpened. He could not waste his time fighting. He had to get to her before it was too late. So he ripped the face of the rogue in front of him to make an opening for himself but two other rogues jumped on him from Ryker’s direction
All of them were attacked by more rogues at the same time.
“AHHHHHH…….” Konan roared at the top of his lungs, ripping the wolves apart as more rogues blocked his path until a figure jumped among them like a flash
A blur of bloody claw and iron tore through the rogues. One. Two Three, down before they could even react or blink. A thick aron rod swung like lightning, shattering bone and skull. As a claw plucked eyes out and ripped hearts out like a two edge
sword
Ryker and Roman free mid–slash as the figure stepped into view, drenched in blood, snorting like a beast, eyes burning with bloodlust Asher and Finn also froze as they all saw the face no one expected
“Alpha Jude”
