Chapter 208: On A Warpath (2)
The man raced down the dimly lit stairwell, his breath ragged as he glanced over his shoulder, expecting to see Adrian’s shadow behind him.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that Adrian was hot on his heels, ready to strike at any moment, even though he knew Adrian was busy dealing with the others.
’I need to inform the Clan master about him. Adrian Fenrir is a monster we need to stop at all cost!’ one of the white tigers thought, running down the corridors, hoping Adrian would be too preoccupied to notice him.
The man wasn’t wrong. There were at least fifty tigers Adrian had to deal with. As such, it was unlikely he would leave to chase after one man. However, there was one thing he didn’t consider.
What if Adrian wasn’t alone?
’It would make more sense if he was alone as he couldn’t have known we’d be here beforehand.’
Finally, he reached the bottom of the stairs. The man felt relieved, thinking he was only a few steps away from freedom.
But his relief was short-lived as he caught sight of a woman standing at the foot of the staircase, twirling a baton between her fingers with a sinister smile on her face.
But that wasn’t all. Next to her lay his clan mates, sprawled unconscious on the floor. Only then did the man realise they had all fallen into the same trap.
Like him, they, too, had rushed there to warn the clan leader about Adrian, only to be intercepted by this mysterious woman dressed in a casual outfit.
"Took you long enough to get here," she remarked. "I was starting to get bored since no one showed up for five minutes straight."