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,

they have been causing chaos in the packs. They are powerful and have the mentality of loving violence,” now that

us. However, the dagger still remained in my grip and I planned to use it on

as I followed him. He walked me up the mountainside and pointed to a group of large, bulky men. There were probably twenty with a few women in the

these women in the cages?” I asked and noticed that Jay formed a smile on his lips. It has to be a very bad thing for him to feel so satisfied talking

pleasure and then return them to the cages,” Jay smiled, explaining how these men thought caging women was their biggest victory.

Welcome to my land,” I said, stepping forward, and with the constant bowing to me,

someone leans in and respects

members of our hell who have the same rights as all of you,” I shrugged because I knew

wanted to be part of our hell so they could participate in the war and make royalty pay to kick

As the men stepped aside to clear their eyes from the cages, my eyes fell on a

was going on. My heart began to

look on his face and

is my slave,” the great man remarked proudly, hoping for some kind