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Lila’s POV

I gulped down the lump that had formed in my throat. I hadn’t intended for anyone to catch me. Curse that stupid trash can!

I was donned in a black outfit and my face was covered by a black face veil. My black outfit also had a hood.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Caspian was already making his way from behind me. No, I couldn’t be caught and interrogated.

This Alpha who despised me might even order my execution once he saw my face.

I have no other option; thankfully I brought the smoke bombs in case of an emergency.

Before Kael could grab my neck, I threw down two smoke bombs and quickly made my escape, using my stealth skills to the max.

Hmph!

I can’t wait to see their faces of despair when rogues finally conquer this impotent pack.

An alarm started blaring so loud in the pack that my ears were hurting.

When did they install this stuff? And with werewolves being very sensitive to loud sounds, wasn’t this torture to themselves?

I could see the panic in the pack as I sprinted.

To my surprise, many pack members who came out of their homes looked exhausted. Only the pack warriors, who looked quite slow, were taking measures to look for the intruder.

I scoffed as I saw this pitiful sight. Even if rogues didn’t take them down, at this point, even a lower-ranked pack can conquer Bloodstone. They more than deserve it.

I heard a powerful howl from behind me and my steps faltered for a moment.

That was Cassian’s howl. Such a howl would instill more courage in pack members, temporarily making them stronger than they would be in their prime. But such a howl was reserved for occasions when the pack was fighting off a mighty invasion from enemies.

Damn it, this bastard was going all out just to catch me.

I leaped onto the roof of a house, and from there, I could see a grand structure, which I assumed was none other than Cassian’s residence in the distance.

I would be a fool to try to get in there.

Right now, I needed to escape, that was the priority.

“Don’t you dare move, or we’ll shoot,”

I heard someone say and I looked to my left. There on the roof of a house not too far from the one was on, a young man clad in black was aiming an arrow at me. Not just him, there were several of them who popped up on different rooftops.

I sighed and simply raised both hands in the air, “I surrender,” I said.

“Stand still,” the one on my right said as he sprinted in my direction.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t going to get caught so easily. I threw the remaining smoke bomb I had with me and rolled off the building.

According to the plan, I was to fall to the ground, pick myself up, and continue my escape.

But I fell into someone’s arms and worst of all, he wasn’t some stranger, but that despicable bastard.

Beneath my veil, I gritted my teeth, internally ransacking my brain for ways to escape his hold. But the search result came out negative.

“Quite a graceful landing,” he remarked.

“Put me down!” I said in a rage.

I should have stolen poison daggers as well. This was the perfect time to stab him to death!

He indeed put me down.

“Who is behind you?” he asked, arms crossed before his chest.

“It’s not your business,” I said, glaring at him.

“Oh, it is,” before I knew it, the Alpha had put me over his shoulder.

“Stop this nonsense. Put me down, you scumbag. Where are you taking me?” I yelled, hitting his shoulders in hopes that he would obey.

“Pack’s clearing. It’ll be fun there,” he responded.

I felt a sense of de vaju. That was the place where he shattered me two years ago. Now he was bringing me there for what? To ask the public to stone me to death?

Seeing their Alpha with an unfamiliar figure, curious pack members headed to the clearing as well, and before I knew it, the entire pack had gathered around us.

He put me down and turned to Kael who had just arrived, “Tie her to a stake. I want this sly thing to serve as an example,”

“You,” I glared at him while also feeling nervous.

I was truly dead meat; there was no way I could escape now.

“So, you’re ready to tell me who your master is?” he asked me with a leisurely tone.

I scoffed, “You’re a dying man, what right have you got to question me?”

Before I knew it, there was a blade to my neck. It was the Gamma.

“Kneel,” he commanded me.

“In your dreams,” I spat, quickly acting on the idea in my head.

I soon had the situation reversed, now the blade was in my possession, placed to his neck.

“Alpha, is it really alright for me to let her win? My honor is trampled in front of everyone,” the gamma said in the complaint, not even worried that I wanted to use him as a bargaining chip.

Sighing, I threw away the blade and then took out a red pill hidden in my clothes. It wasn’t dangerous, besides, high-ranking rogue fighters have this. But to these idiots who have never seen it, they might think I wanted to commit suicide.

Before I could put it in my mouth, the Alpha was already standing before me, grabbing my hand.

Due to the suddenness of his arrival, the pill fell from my hand and he stomped on it.

“No more playing games,” he, without a heads-up, took off my veil, causing my eyes to widen.

“Lila?” It was the Beta and he looked honestly shocked, knowing it was me. “What are you doing here and dressed like this?”

“None of your business,” I spat while still locking a heated gaze with the Alpha.

“Lila,” the Alpha’s eyes had softened, and that applied to his subsequent tone as well.

“You’re back, I’ve missed you,” he whispered to me.

This revelation sparked different reactions from the pack members present.

“What? That’s Lila?”

“That runaway rogue’s daughter? I thought she was dead by now,”

“Gotta admit, she looks cool in that outfit though,”

“Why did she come back? Is she a spy?”

“Everyone, return to your homes. There is no more danger. As you’ve seen, the intruder is our very own,” the Gamma said, also leaving with the others.

Now, I was left with Cassian and the Beta.

“You missed me?” I questioned with a scoff, “Or do you regret not finding me sooner so you could slay me personally?”

“Lila,” he suddenly embraced me, “I’m glad you came back. It’s been hell without you, dear,”