Chapter 221
Darius pov
“You bastard.”
That was the first thing I was able to say as I stared at Dalton in rage, my eyes burning into him. He’d been reborn, retained his memories, and he stood there talking about it with not an ounce of guilt. No, he enjoyed my reactio, his smile widened as seconds passed.
The bastard had killed my Liana, and now he held her hostage again.
“Haha, that is to be expected. How are you, Darius? How have you been?” he asked, but I wasn’t going to talk to him. I despised him so much I couldn’t bear the sight of him. I took a step closer and my hands drew into claws. I spat, “You are really that bastard. Fate is cruel, here you are again with memories of your past life, in the same situation as before. But that doesn’t matter. Zayn, no matter how many times you’re reborn, no matter how many times you remember, I will end you just like before.”
I lunged toward him with a speed that blurred my figure, claws aimed straight at his throat. He instinctively backed away from Nyssa to avoid my attack, and as he did, I used my free hand to slash at his neck, not giving him a chance to react. My claws met his flesh, almost ending him.
He skipped backward, landing on his feet, and reached to his neck where blood seeped. A low chuckle escaped him as he said, “Well, one thing I’ll agree with: the situation is just like last time. The three of us are back together again. And guess what, brother, your mate is also pregnant. Haha!”
The words stopped me mid–strike. My eyes widened in shock. “What?” I blurted before I could stop myself.
Zayn POV
Stupid boy. How could you be chosen as the lycan king while I was rejected by the goddess? I trained my whole life to be a worthy ruler while you were chosen, I studied. I attended lectures while you ran away. trained with Father while you sneaked off to the garden. I learned everything about our pack and how to be a good, sensible leader.
What right did you have? I wanted my position back. I killed for it in the last life and I wouldn’t hesitate to do the same in this one.
As he rushed me with killing intent, I leaped aside and laughed, dodging his rapid attacks. “Haha, why are you so angry, Darius? When you took what I loved, I did the same. Now you’re mad, why is that?” I taunted. He didn’t answer; he only struck harder, each attack more furious than the last.
Perfect. Keep losing control; keep fighting until you give me an opening, and then I will stab you.
The cold dagger I’d hidden sent a shiver down my spine. I’d used it to slash Nyssa’s palm before Darius
arrived, infusing it with her blood. I would have preferred to find the old dagger I’d used to stab his mate, just to spite him but I couldn’t find it no matter how hard I looked
But that was fine too. This would do.
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Chapter 221
I would kill him this time around, I wouldn’t fail like last time, I would be the king, the ruler, and anyone who stood in my way would die.
1, Dalton, would not stop. I would never stop, not even after my last breath.
Nyssa POV
“Miss, miss! Can you hear me, Miss Nyssa? Please, wake up.”
The tiny voice sounded in my ears as my body was shaken. I struggled to open my eyes, and the scent of something spicy and strong drifted to my nose, instantly forcing me awake. When I did, I found Caleb and Sarah standing before me, their eyes glued to me with worried expressions. Caleb held a flower to my nose, one I instantly recognized as strong enough to wake someone from slumber.
As soon as I opened my eyes, Caleb quickly smiled and reached out to help me sit against the tree.
“Oh Miss, you’re awake. Thank goddess, we were so worried about you,” Caleb said with a relieved smile.
I whimpered instinctively as my palm brushed the ground, then brought my hand up to check the cut.
“Why are you out here? I told you both not to come out,” I said, panic tightening my voice as the Dalton memory slammed back into me and I pictured him drugging me, Caleb shook his head.
“We were worried. We couldn’t leave you here alone, Miss. Two men were fighting and they hadn’t gone far yet, but we could still run before we got caught up in the mess,” he said, trying to help me up. I reached out and stopped him, holding his hand as I asked, voice trembling, “Two men? Did the other man have white hair?”
Caleb blinked, surprised at my question, then nodded slowly. “Yes, Miss. The other man had white hair and he’s tall. Do you know him?”
I sucked in a breath, my heart pounding, my eyes flickering to the cut on my palm, realization slicing through me. He’d cut me to get my blood. It was to kill Darius. Dalton wanted to use it. No–I couldn’t let that happen. I tried to stand, but the world tilted, everything felt dizzy and I fell back. Caleb steadied me, using his small frame to hold me up.
“Miss, you can’t go out there,” he whispered. “They’re really fighting. I saw a bit, it’s bad. They kept moving in blurs-”
“I have to save him,” I cut him off, tears streaming down my face as I gripped his arm. My voice shook as I tried to get up, but my legs gave out and I collapsed to the ground. Still, I couldn’t stop whispering, over and
over,
“I have to save him, I have to save him, I can’t lose him.”
Caleb and Sarah grabbed for me, trying to pull me up. Sarah sobbed at the sight of my tears while Caleb held me tight and spoke quickly, steadying me.
“Alright, Miss, don’t fall, okay? We’ll go and save the white–haired man. Don’t worry.”
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