Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 336 Out of Control Rosaline's POV: 100% * Finished After work, I couldn't stop worrying about Richard's condition, so I headed straight to the hospital.

As soon as I entered his room, I saw Bert and a few other doctors running tests on him.

"Bert, how is Alpha doing?" I asked, walking up to them with concern.

Bert smiled when he saw me. "Ms. Sinclair, you're just in time. We just finished checking Alpha. There's nothing serious; you can take a look yourself." "Thank you." I nodded in acknowledgment.

I approached Richard and carefully examined him. His health still hadn't fully recovered, so we couldn't proceed with the final healing treatment just yet.

"Alright, make sure to check Alpha's vitals every three hours from now on. If anything unusual happens, notifyimmediately," I instructed Bert, who was standing nearby.

"Understood, Ms. Sinclair," Bert replied quickly.

"Alright, I'll be on my way," I said, heading toward the exit.

It was already dark outside.

Before I knew it, the rain cpouring down.

I was instantly drenched since I hadn't brought an umbrella.

"What kind of weather is this?" I scowled.

Hurrying to my car, I started driving home, planning to change into dry clothes.

The last tI got caught in the rain, I ended up with a cold. While it wasn't severe, I hated being drenched.

Gripping the steering wheel tightly, I sped along the road.

When I hit a red light, I instinctively pressed the brake.

But nothing happened! What's wrong? I pressed harder on the brake, but still no response.

My heart tightened.

I immediately realized someone had tampered with my brakes.

Someone is trying to kill me! "Freya!" I called out to my wolf.

04:42 Mon, 24 Chapter 336 Out of Control this situation.

I cursed this twisted wolf under my breath.

Finished Fighting to keep control of the steering wheel, I tried to turn the car, pressing the brake again and again.

But it was useless.

The air was thick with the scent of danger; this was a calculated attack against me.

"D*mn it!" I muttered.

But I wasn't panicking. I released all of my Alpha energy.

Immediately, my mind cleared, and I grew calm.

I glanced at my GPS, checking the traffic. I tried to avoid red lights, steering my car toward a more secluded route.

Obviously, I needed to stop the car by force.

I liked this car, and I didn't want to wreck it in traffic or cause innocent people harm.

I turned the wheel, guiding the car into an alleyway filled with piles of abandoned, old garbage.

Here it is. The perfect spot to bring the car to a halt.

I held the wheel with one hand and gripped the door handle with the other, driving straight toward the garbage pile.

Boom! The car slammed into the debris, but because the brakes were still out of order, it continued to push forward.

The tires screeched across the ground and the car slowly cto a stop.

In those few seconds of slowing down, I yanked open the car door, protected my head, and quickly leapt out of the vehicle.

The rough concrete scraped my skin, sending a sharp jolt of pain through my body.

I rolled on the ground and landed in a pile of plastic foam, coming to a stop.

Everything is okay now.

I let out a small sigh of relief.

"Freya, you don't need to cout." I spoke coldly as I surveyed the wrecked car. My face hardened.

Clearly, my brakes hadn't simply malfunctioned.

Someone had deliberately sabotaged them.

04:42 Mon, 24 Mar Chapter 336 Out of Control Who did this? Who is trying to kill me?

I took a deep breath, steadied myself, and quickly stood up. Pylling out my phone, planned to call Anthony to investigate who was behind this. 100%! Finished

But before I could even dial the number, a group of black-clad m werewolves suddenly appeared from every direction, surroundingin the narrow alley. I eyed them warily.

"Ms. Sinclair, my apologies," a voice said from the crowd. A tall, scarred beta wolf wearing a suit stepped forward.

The others parted respectfully for him. It was clear this scarred beta was the leader of the group.

I quietly withdrew my Alpha energy.

After all, I wasn't ready to reveal my identity yet.

My goal was to appear weak, hoping to learn more about him and the forces behind this plot.

I narrowed my eyes, focusing on the terrifying scar on his face.

A sudden realization struck me. If I wasn't mistaken, this man was m Razor-the infamous figure from the Werewolf Continent's underground world in recent years. A ruthless criminal with a trail of terrible deeds.

"Take her phone!" At Hugh's command, one of the black-clad werewolves lunged atand snatched my phone from my hand.

Then two burly wolves grabbed my arms and roughly tied them together.

"Boss, this girl have a pretty face," one of the wolves said, leering atas they draggedin front of Hugh.

I remained calm and Let's see who was the on bringdown.

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