“Check if it’s the flower we’re looking for. Hurry; we’re running out of time. We can go back for Sylvia and the others as soon as we find the flower.”
Tom’s words dispelled my doubts for the meantime. I pursed my lips and looked over the edge of the cliff again.
The barren mountain had little to no vegetation. I doubted a flower could grow down there.
“Can you see it yet? How can’t you see such a conspicuous flower? Warren, do you need glasses?”
The mountain breeze started to howl again, making me unable to hear Tom’s voice clearly. All of a sudden, some of my memories were rekindled again. It finally occurred to me that I had seen Tom in the pack before.
At the time, there was a scandalous murder that had shocked the whole pack. A fire had burned a family of eight to death. If I was remembering correctly, Tom was the sole survivor. The tattoo on his body was to cover the burn scars.
But just as I was about to turn around to confirm, Tom’s hand, which had been around my shoulder, suddenly moved to my back and shoved me.
Warren’s POV
After a moment of free-fall, I immediately reacted and reached out to grab the edge of the cliff.
As I hung there, Tom squatted on the edge and looked at me with a faint smile. “It’s true; we have met before. We’re from the same pack, Warren.”
“So you are the little boy from back then.” I looked up at him coldly, struggling to keep my grip. If Tom was the boy who survived the fire, then he should’ve been adopted by the former Gamma, Vincent. But I had never heard Vincent mention anything about Tom during the years.
Tom sneered. “Yes, I’m that boy. Do you wonder why you’ve never seen me before? It was because that so-called kind and loving Vincent hid me on a crocodile island and only took me back to the pack when I was grown. Oh, and are you curious to you know how Vincent really died afterwards? I threw him into a pool of crocodiles and he was eaten alive. His poor son still thinks that his father was just drowned by accident.”
“Why are you doing this?” I glared at him and asked straightforwardly. After all, we had never interacted before. Why was he trying to kill me now?
“For Miss Quinn, of course.”
“Alina?” I couldn’t believe my ears.
“Yes, Miss Quinn sent me to kill you. All this time, you never knew I worked for her. The entire reason why I’m in Class A is to make things difficult for that slave, Sylvia.” Tom narrowed his eyes and looked at me arrogantly. “And about that incident in the equipment room… I was also the one who knocked you out from behind. I was going to lead people to the scene to witness your scandalous wild sex with Sylvia, but my plan was ruined by those two idiots, Flora and Harry.”
Now, everything was starting to make sense. No wonder Alina knew everything about me and Sylvia. It turned out that she had a spy in our class.
But I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that she wanted me dead. Even though we had different stances now, we grew up together. We used to be friends. I just didn’t believe that she could be so ruthless.
“I don’t believe you. Alina would never want to kill me.” But even as I spoke, I wasn’t so sure. For I knew clearly that Alina had indeed changed. My heart was aching, and I could do nothing but grab the edge of the cliff tightly. Alina and I had been friends since we were little. I used to protect her with all my might. How could things have turned out like this?
Tom sneered. “You got in her way. If you hadn’t threatened to snitch on Miss Quinn, she might have spared you.”
What? That was why Alina wanted to kill me?
Rage and disappointment surged within me. I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.
I had never planned on actually betraying Alina. I had just threatened her so that she would return to the pack and stop stirring up trouble. I never thought she’d be so stubborn and heartless. It seemed that she was hell-bent on achieving her goal, even if it meant killing me.
Alina was crueler than I could’ve ever imagined.
Tom’s POV
After Vincent took me back from the island, he trained me in secret. And I had met Miss Quinn on a mission. I always knew her true colors. She might’ve been a cunning little she-wolf, but I found her cute. She only resorted to viciousness in order to survive.
Truth be told, I took a fancy to Miss Quinn and admired her deeply. In my eyes, it was the people without desire and ambition who were the most terrible. But Miss Quinn was always so genuine with me. She never bothered pretending and always showed her true self in front of me. So after Vincent died, I went to work for Miss Quinn.
“Do you remember when we first met?” I smiled wildly. Seeing Warren struggle beneath me was very satisfying. “We met the day Vincent took me in. Then we met again when I came back from that damn island. We even got to speak with each other. But since you’re a proud man, you forgot about someone like me quickly and didn’t even recognize me when I entered the school.”
Miss Quinn had always treated Warren differently. No matter how hard I tried to make her see me, I couldn’t compare with Warren.
Warren didn’t say a word. He gritted his teeth and struggled to climb up.
I immediately blocked his path. Looking down at him coldly, I hissed, “Warren, thanks to your arrogance, you’re going to die today.”
Then I pressed the heel of my boot hard on Warren’s hand.
He yelped and instantly lost his grip, plummeting to the bottom of the cliff.
Alina’s POV
Now that Rufus was locked up in prison, everyone in the palace felt uneasy.
I had secretly sent people to investigate the situation, but to no avail.
I was hoping to glean any useful information about King Ethan from my father, but he didn’t give me anything and even told me to mind my own business.
These days, King Ethan just sat still and did nothing. It was as though he didn’t give a damn about his son who was behind bars. Even with Sylvia running around to save Rufus’ life, things were looking bleak.
I soon realized that I had made a wrong bet. Maybe I shouldn’t have placed all of my hopes on Rufus. That rogue prince was out of my control.
Even if he survived this ordeal, I had little hope that he would inherit the throne smoothly in the future. So I decided to give up.
After the parade, I wasn’t in the mood to stay and watch the selection competition. I headed straight to the palace to pack up my things. I planned to go back home with my father.
Although I didn’t have that much stuff, packing all my things was no trivial matter. The maids Queen Laura had assigned to me were sent away because I didn’t like them. Coco would’ve been the one to do all these things for me, but without her here, I had no choice but to deal with them myself.
I gritted my teeth angrily as I surveyed my mess of a room. Not only had I gained nothing, I managed to lose my faithful maid who had been with me since childhood. I was so annoyed that I mindlessly stuffed my clothes into my luggage without rhyme or reason.
These days, for some reason, I felt so uneasy. My life here in the palace became stark. Perhaps my father was right. He had said that desire would only make people lost. I almost forgot who I really was and what I really wanted in the first place.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Just then, Queen Laura’s sharp voice sounded from behind me. Startled, I quickly dropped the clothes I was holding and turned around to greet her.
Laura was dressed up. It was obvious that she had just come back from the military parade. She strode over to me and glanced at the clothes scattered on the bed. Her expression immediately darkened. “Are you planning to leave?”
My cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. I was planning to tell her right before I left. Laura stared at me coldly. It shouldn’t have been a big deal for me to leave, but her gaze said otherwise. I was at a loss for words.
“I… It’s just… I miss my pack. I was planning to go back to check on things with my father after the parade.”
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