The Wolf’s Bride

Margerina’s face turned bitter at those words.

Her younger sister was about to suffer at the hands of a villain, and the situation had reached its most dangerous point.

A resolute expression flashed on Margerina’s face, and she suddenly bit down on the blood vessel in Anton’s arm. Her teeth sank deep into the flesh, aiming to pierce his blood vessel and lose too much blood, perishing together with her. “Shit!” Anton howled in pain and was instantly furious. He slapped Margerina’s face without hesitation.

Margerina had a strong will and clamped her teeth around his arm, tearing open a bloody wound.

However, for an expert like Anton, these injuries were nothing.

As for Margerina, her head buzzed after she was slapped, and she almost fainted on the spot.

“Bitch! You stupid bitch! How dare you?!”

Anton looked at the wound on his arm, and his handsome face turned incredibly ferocious. His azure eyes gleamed with a ruthless light.

“Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish!”

With that, Anton was about to step forward and end Margerina’s life, preventing her from getting in the way of his fun further.

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Margerina and Katalina saw his murderous expression and felt a wave of despair. The two women instinctively closed their eyes.

They should not have come out to pray during the day. This so–called church was just a synonym for filth, impurity, and bloodshed…

Swoosh-

In an instant, a whistle sounded.

A cold glint appeared, dazzling and brilliant.

It was a sharp knife.

The next second, the knife flew between Anton’s legs. Anton only felt a cool sensation on his crotch, and then something fell to the ground.

When he looked closely….

It was none other than his little buddy who had been with him all his life and was never separated from him for a moment!

“Ahhhhh!”

Anton’s desperate scream immediately echoed. It spread far and wide in the silent night. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

He howled in pain while clutching his crotch.

However, the deed was already done. Blood flowed like a fountain, spilling through his fingers and staining his pants red.

“Guards! Where are the guards?!”

After losing his family jewels, all that was left in Anton’s mind was a single thought: call the guards, find the culprit who did this to him, capture him, and disable him.

Then, he wanted to use the cruelest and most extreme punishment to make the culprit die in pain and regret. That was how he would get his revenge.

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However, no matter how loudly Anton shouted, there was no response, one entered.

This made Anton feel a strong sense of crisis.

Sure enough, the next second, three unfamiliar men walked in.

It was Andrius, Noir, and the Arctic Fox.

“They’re all dead.”

Andrius glanced at Anton, who was curled up on the ground in a pool of his own blood, with no hint of mercy on his face.

Noir looked around. When he noticed Katalina unharmed on the bed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Are you okay?”

He went straight to Katalina and quickly untied the ropes around the two sisters.

“I–I…”

After Katalina was released, she immediately pounced into Noir’s arms and muttered to herself, “I’m okay. I’m okay…”

Noir’s face turned red instantly at the warm feeling. He did not know what to say and could only gently pat her back.

“Y–you… Who are you guys? What do you want?”