Every time she smiled, it sent a shiver down my spine.
“Why are you smiling?” I hugged myself and trembled slightly, goose bumps forming on my skin.
Seeing how uneasy I was, Joanna smiled even more brightly. She patted me on the head and said dotingly, “Nothing. I just think you’re cute.”
Oh, my God! I could hardly keep my cool any longer. What the hell did she want to do?
I pouted, wondering if she was just a sadist who enjoyed torturing me. How could there be such a hateful she-wolf?
“Well, since I’m so cute, why don’t you tell me your secret?” I segued smoothly. I blinked at her and pretended to look sweet and innocent. My tone was extremely soft.
Joanna’s smile widened. She mimicked my voice and asked softly, “What do you think, Harry the cutie?”
I tried to laugh but it came out sounding unnatural. “What’s the matter? We’re already so familiar with each other.”
In the blink of an eye, Joanna’s smile disappeared and was replaced with a cold, fierce look. “Just drop it. Don’t think that I don’t know what’s on your mind.”
Then she reached up and started feeling the wall, looking for a way out.
Refusing to give up, I stubbornly followed her. “I’m on your side. What if I know your target? I might be able to help. Besides, you’ve been lurking around for so long yet you’ve gotten nowhere. Am I right?”
Joanna snorted and didn’t even look at me. “If you know so much, then why ask me?”
“Hey, John, just tell me!”
I called her by her fake name subconsciously. Hearing this, she turned around and glared at me murderously.
But earlier, she didn’t want me to call her by her real name. Why couldn’t she just make up her mind?
I swallowed and quickly retracted my statement. “Err, I meant, Joanna… Just tell me…”
Joanna couldn’t stand my pestering any longer. She looked at me seriously and said, “If you want to live, don’t ask too many questions.”
I reluctantly shut up, though I still felt very conflicted.
If Joanna’s existence could harm my friends, I wouldn’t tolerate her-even if it would cost me my life.
But now my life was in her hands. How on earth could I bargain with her?
Perhaps it was because I was sulking that Joanna’s tone softened. She explained, “Don’t worry. My target isn’t anyone you care about, but an evil werewolf who deserves to die a miserable death.”
“Well, that’s a relief,” I replied perkily, pretending to be comforted.
Joanna didn’t say anything more and continued to look for an exit.
I was watching her quietly when a thought occurred to me.
What if she was lying to me?
Right now, I had no choice but to pretend to believe her. But I secretly swore to myself that I’d never let her out of my sight. I couldn’t let her harm my friends.
The sewer was very long and tortuous. It took us about ten minutes of groping around in the dark before we found an exit.
Despite finally having found a way out, my troubles were not over.
Being short and slim, Joanna climbed out of the manhole without a hitch.
I, on the other hand, was wider in girth. My hips got stuck because the manhole was too small.
Joanna had to pull me out as though she was harvesting a carrot. It took a long time before I got out.
Our faces were flushes and we were both panting from the effort.
Shame! What a shame!
I felt so humiliated. Absent-minded, I followed Joanna back to the wall to reunite with the team.
Sylvia’s POV
I waited by the wall with Flora and Warren for a long time. Finally, Harry and John arrived.
The two looked much worse than the three of us, especially Harry. He walked with bare feet and looked like he had been pulled out of black mud.
We briefly explained to each other what had happened, then the five of us headed back the way we came. We were able to successfully get into the wall through the hole.
Unfortunately, the leading guard on duty had found us and regarded us as suspicious werewolves.
Obviously he didn’t believe that we were just out for a walk to enjoy the moon. On top of that, we also looked very dirty. To him, we must have looked like thieves who came out in the middle of the night to steal some things.
The head guard brought out handcuffs for us. Not wanting to cause a scene, we chose not to resist.
Still, none of us knew where we were going to be taken and what was going to happen to us if we got caught.
After some hesitation, we decided to expose our identities.
“We work for Prince Rufus. You can’t arrest us. If Prince Rufus finds out about this, then we warned you!” Harry threatened them.
The head guard snorted. “Oh, sure. And I’m the lycan king’s personal guard! Are you serious? Do you really think I’m some kind of idiot? Quit lying. I think you are all thieves!”
“No, you are the thief! Your whole family are thieves. You don’t believe the truth? Fine!” Flora rolled up her sleeves in anger. “Call Prince Rufus and see if we are lying!”
“That’s right. Call Prince Rufus here!” Harry echoed.
The leading guard still didn’t seem to believe us. He scratched the back of his ear, mocking sarcastically, “For a bunch of thieves, you lot sure are confident! Why do you think Prince Rufus would want to see any of you? Besides, he’s probably having a good time in bed right now. He won’t have time for you.”
I frowned. “What do you mean?”
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