Chapter 217
Nyssa pov
That fucking bastard.
My hands clenched into fists as I stood before him, staring with nothing but hatred and disgust. He stood there nonchalantly, waving his hand like he was greeting an old friend as if he were having the time of his life, as if people weren’t dying because of him. He didn’t look the slightest bit fazed by the war, he acted like he was used to it. That was one of the reasons my rage burned so hot.
Before I knew it, my aura thickened in the air, the full force driving straight at him. His smile only widened, seemingly unaffected, and I watched him wrap his hands around his shoulders, rubbing as if he were cold before he spoke.
“Woow, you must really be mad at me. That aura you just released would’ve made me spit out a large amount of blood, that’s scary, Nyssa,” he joked, smiling.
A scoff escaped me at his nonchalance. I withdrew my aura and stepped forward, emotionless, training my eyes on him.
“You are really something else, you know, Zayn. Who would have thought the skilled doctor everyone praised and respected would be the one hiding behind a mask, the leader of the notorious rogues. You give me the creeps.” I snarled.
Zayn just shrugged and smiled wider. “Well, weirder things have happened, haven’t they? With everything that’s happened between you and Darius, that should be the least thing to surprise you.”
My eyes narrowed at that, my lips curving into a frown as I tried to wrap my head around what he meant. He yawned and stepped forward, and I tensed instantly, on high alert.
This man… his aura was thicker, stronger than when he was at the packhouse, which meant he’d been hiding it all along from everyone. He was stronger than any rogue I’d met so far. Call me crazy, but I’d say his strength was close to Darius’s and that was judging only from his aura. I still couldn’t be careless.
I had to find a way to end Zayn’s life. If I could do it, Darius would be safe, our pack would be safe, and the war would end once the leader was dead.
While I was still working through plans, Zayn continued speaking, making no move to fight; he simply talked.
“I mean, the fact that you are Liana and that you’re the reason his curse would be broken and he would die, that should be the most shocking thing, don’t you think?”
My eyes went wide. Horror flooded me as I wondered how he knew. Darius hadn’t told anyone about my identity except Cassain a while ago in the throne room, he hadn’t told anyone about the curse either. So how
–?
He seemed to notice my confusion and delighted in it, continuing in a teasing tone. “You’re probably wondering how I knew, right? It was pretty simple, to be honest.”
He laughed and took another step, beginning to circle me. I inhaled sharply and tracked his movements,
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watching as his eyes pinned to mine.
“I can read Darius like the palm of my hand. I know him, Nyssa. Even though he truly loved you as Myma, he could never forget Liana. She was part of his life, and he loved that woman deeply. And since I myself am able to be reborn and keep the memories of my past life, it was possible you could too.”
My eyes widened at his words, confusion tightening my chest.
He was also reborn? He remembered his previous life?
Who exactly was he?
“And it wasn’t hard to uncover the truth about the blood of the white wolf being the only way to break the king’s curse after he died. Luckily for me, he’d gotten his hands on a book that held the answers. After that day, the drama in the forbidden room, I managed to take hold of the book and glimpse its contents. That was when I pieced it all together, why the king brought you from your pack, why he didn’t kill you for entering that room. You were the white wolf he had been searching for all along, weren’t you?”
My chest tightened at his words. I hadn’t known. Darius had never told me that my blood as a white wolf could end him.
From what Zayn was saying, he had likely come to the pack to confirm the truth, following Darius’s lead. And once he had his answer, he left, only to launch a war against us.
No wonder he dared, even knowing Darius was unkillable. He had found a way to kill him. And that way… was
- me.
This was really bad.
Yet, at that moment, only one question burned in my mind, something he had said earlier.
For some reason, a bad feeling coiled deep inside me. Now that I was watching him closely, now that I could truly see him for who he was, he reminded me of someone.
And if what he said about remembering his past life was true, then he should be anyone but the person I was thinking of.
“Who are you, Zayn? Tell me the truth. How do you know Darius? How do you know me… as Liana?”
I asked, my eyes narrowing as I faced him.
He stopped walking, tilting his head slightly to the side, a smile tugging at his lips, clearly amused by my words.
“I think you already know who I am, don’t you, Nyssa?” he laughed, then added, “I mean, why wouldn’t you remember the one who took you away from him?”
The world seemed to freeze at his words. It felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over me, my heart plummeting to the pit of my stomach as I stared at him in horror. Almost instinctively, my body trembled, and I staggered back a step, a disbelieving scoff slipping from my lips. I muttered under my breath, so faint I could barely hear myself–yet as his smile widened, I knew he had caught every word.
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