Chapter 182: Search the Wood Cabin
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
[Margaret’s Perspective]
Elliot gave me a complicated look and said, “They can attack with impunity, but we have more to worry about.”
“Could it be that they are trying to sneak up on us or have set some kind of trap inside?” Anthony asked, joining the discussion.
Eric shook his head. “This looks more like a premeditated retreat.”
Elizabeth and I glanced at each other in confusion.
“But we did escape on our own,” I said.
“How the hell did you guys get out?” Eric asked, frowning.
Because I’d been trapped for so long and hadn’t taken a sip of water, my voice sounded hoarse, but I insisted on telling them how Elizabeth and I had escaped.
“That’s it. We jumped out the window and saw you guys.”
…..
“You didn’t meet anyone on your way out?” Elliot asked, resting his chin on his hand.
“No,” I said.
I was beginning to wonder about this matter. If the other party could tie us down with ropes in the basement to prevent us from escaping, why didn’t they set up any defenses outside and let us escape from the cabin so easily?
Besides, could the people outside really not hear the sounds we made in the basement?
I looked at Eric in bewilderment. Could it really be as he said, that the other party had done all this deliberately?
Did the other party deliberately release Elizabeth and me? Then what was their next step? Did they predict our movements and want to follow us to find someone, or did they use us to break Donald’s defense?
My mind was in chaos.
“In any case, since there’s no one inside, we’ll search the place again. We might find some clues. Even if they have a backup plan, it’ll be easier for us to resist them in the cabin,” Elliot said.
The others followed suit and nodded.
I was still vaguely uneasy about the cabin, but I didn’t say it.
I had no evidence that Elliot was the one who had betrayed us. Given the current situation, it made sense for us to search that cabin.
As a group, we walked toward the cabin. Eric led his men. I was behind Eric. Anthony and Elizabeth were behind me. Elliot was at the back.
I heard Anthony talking to Elizabeth all the time.
“Are you feeling alright?” Anthony asked Elizabeth.
“Not good.” Elizabeth’s hands clutched the front of her shirt. Her clothes were as dusty as mine. “I want to go back. I don’t want to stay here.”
“I’m sure we’ll get you back safely,” Anthony said.
“I—I believe you…” Elizabeth paused, then said, “Why did you come with them this time?”
“The Alpha asked me to come. He wanted to come over himself, but the Lycan King said he had to stay at the Pack,” Anthony explained.
I heard Donald’s name from the front and turned to look at them. I saw Elizabeth’s surprised expression.
“Armstrong… he wanted to save me himself?” Elizabeth and I looked at each other. Then she lowered her head dejectedly. “That’s definitely not what he said,” she whispered.
“You’re the one he wants to save.” Anthony glanced at me quickly, then looked seriously into Elizabeth’s eyes. “I’ve never seen Alpha look so nervous. He keeps saying ‘my Mate.’ He even wants to come straight to the forest to find you, no matter what.”
I couldn’t help but interrupt. “You were talking about the Lycan King just now. How is Donald now? Where is he?”
Anthony turned his attention to me. “The Lycan King is still in the Pack. He will fight on the front line. All of us are divided into three groups. The Lycan King and his captain of the personal guards, Christian, are holding off the main battlefield. Most of the Pack warriors are there as well. Alpha Armstrong is in charge of dispatch in the Pack. Eric and I came to you with an elite team.”
“Then will Donald be in danger on the main battlefield?” I asked anxiously, “The other party is very good at using potions. I was forced to drink the potion and lost my ability to resist because they threatened me with Elizabeth’s life. And Angel, they’re all in cahoots. Are you wary of them?”
My head was suddenly bumped by someone in front of me.
I looked up and realized that everyone in the team had stopped and was looking at me with extreme surprise.