CHAPTER 136
CHAPTER 136
ZENEVIEVA'S POV
"You seriously don't have to go if you don't want to."
One of the men who happened to be called Jeremy told me and insisted.
They were still angry and I understood their plights but I just can't bring myself to let the King die because of his past deeds.
Not when he treated me well or I wonder if he did that just because I was mated to his son.
"I know but I have to go, I'm disturbed and I don't want to blame myself if anything happens to him. I'll get to the root of everything, I promise." I insisted too.
"We are succumbing because it's you, Princess." He says and I nodded.
"Take care of the pack, when I return; we'll see where to fix it and where to get help to build the pack back to its original shape," I told him and took off to Mudville, alone.
They insisted vehemently to come with me but I didn't want that at all. I'm still not used to this preferential treatment especially when I'm still tied to Mudville Pack and that beast called Tyson.
I just hope to clear every mess, feed my curiosity on what happened to my Pack and seek justice the right way so that I'll concentrate on the pack and whosoever that's in love with me.
I had barely walked a mile when I heard some strange sounds emerging from the direction of my Pack but I chose to Ignore it and walked forward, shrugging off every negative thought.
Well, I had to halt immediately and I perceived the presence and scent of someone around me.
The whole place became quiet at once and I continued my journey, using my ears and nose very well until I was fully convinced that I wasn't alone.
Damn! Did those men follow me stubbornly after I clearly warned them not, that I'm fully fine without them?
"Really? Show yourselves already and turn back to the pack, I specifically told you all that I will be cool!"
I said nonchalantly and sighed waiting for them to crawl out from their hiding places and they did only for me to gasp in raw shock staring at them before me.
They were not from Morning Rose but strangers who won't hesitate to use those weapons on me at any slight move.
"Who..are…you?"
I barely said a word and all they did was just stare at me.
"If you won't say a thing, please leave the way; you're blocking my path."
I said bravely and they chuckled, sending signals to themselves without communicating and all of a sudden a sudden push from my back sent me to the floor and I gasped in shock.
I didn't see that coming at all.
Three men against me alone!
One of them came for me to strike me with his sword but I rolled away to dodge the attack and sprang on my feet.
I wasn't scared of fighting them, I was scared of not having any weapon to defeat myself from theirs.
"Who sent you?" I yelled but it seems they were not ready to have any conversation with me but just to see me dead which Infuriated me.
The guy that pushed me at my back came for me with his sword and I swerved his attack, dodging to the left and kicking his groin so hard that he bent and groaned in pain, I seized the moment to kick him fiercely on the face and I'm glad that the men are not after me at once, it seems they just wanted to see who will take me down first.
He landed on the floor and I bent low to take his arm over my shoulders, twisting hard that it earned, and threw some hard punches to his nose before taking his sword from him to block the incoming one at my back.
My dress was too heavy and I used the sword to rip it round in such a way that it became light while I went for these two angry ones who came at once for me.
Not when I'm with a sword now, I'll teach them a lesson.
"Who the fuck sent you morons?" I yelled out again and they only got pissed.
The one at my back tried to kick me but I jumped up high and he ended up kicking his member while I stretched my legs and made sure to hit him hard by the mouth, landing safely on the ground. He fell and I faced the other one, blocking his every attack and slashing his skin angrily.
I was so focused on this rogue that I didn't notice that the kick I sent to the other one wasn't hard enough to keep him low for a long time.
My skin was painfully pierced by his sword and I cried out, slapping him with the sword but he dodged and kicked me hard in the stomach.
That hurts like hell.
I tried to get up to attack him but this one was just too fast, too skilled as he disappeared immediately in my front and went to the back only to receive a hard kick that sent me flying and landing heavily on the earth.
I was now weak and I wondered why, this has never happened to me when it comes to fighting, gosh! Was It this stupid pregnancy?
Panic flooded through me at once as I knew immediately that I shouldn't get in a dirty fight or I'll lose this child and my days with Tyson will prolong.
I don't have plans of telling him but knowing how stubborn and consistent he can be, he won't set me free until I give him an heir.
I shifted backward from this man who came to me so purposely grabbing his sword so tight until he reached closer.
I looked around to check for mine but I noticed that it wasn't with me anymore. That ferocious kick spoiled everything and in a hopeless situation, I hope for my life to be spared.
I had a lot to do and dying wasn't an option right now, with every strength mustered in me I tried standing up but he raised his sword so high to stab me but he got stabbed instead.
I gasped, watching blood ooze out of his abdomen and the strange arrow piercing out from his skin as he fell before me with his sword and I saw my Saviour, standing before me.
Tch!
"Are you okay?" He asked breathlessly, examining my body as I stared in shock looking at him weirdly.
It's no other than my worst nightmare.