Chapter 533 The One He Loved Most (Zane Spade)

(Days later)

I have learned that my brothers are preparing for a war against us. It was unfortunate that they were the ones calling for war instead of me. I wanted to surprise them with it, but sadly, my idiot people and that stupid seer ruined everything.

Not only that, but the potion he had been brewing for years was also lost. Not even the damn lost saviors understood it.

“What’s wrong, Jay?” I asked when I heard him walking behind me. I was sitting outside with my chair facing the mountain. Every day it was more difficult to pass thinking that we had lost everything.

“I’ve recruited a few more people for our gang,” Jay pronounced, informing me as if to pat him on the back. Those assholes lost the potion.

“So?” I rolled my eyes, “Do you think those few people will be enough? Don’t you see the corpses over there? Are they compatible with those? I growled, watching them prepare a big fire to dispose of the bodies finally.

“But it will be a good start. There are some women in the group as well. If our people can get them pregnant, we can think about…,” he was speaking when I felt the need to silence him.

Nannies? I teased him loudly, rising from my chair to look him in the eye and show him how desperately angry I had

and they are not just rogues, they have been causing chaos in the packs.

saviors will attack and wipe out what’s left of us. However, the dagger still

the people,” I muttered and tied my hands behind my back as I followed him. He walked me up the mountainside and pointed to a group of large, bulky men. There were probably

asked and noticed that Jay formed a smile on his

cages,” Jay smiled, explaining how these men thought caging women was their biggest victory. I mean, sometimes we’re intimidated

and with

someone leans

have the same rights as all of you,” I shrugged because I knew

of our hell so they

Free these women and make peace,” I said and pointed at Jay to open the cages. As the men stepped aside to clear

as if he couldn’t process what was going on. My heart began to

look on his face and

proudly, hoping for some kind of reward because his slave was able