Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) Chapter 393-The Trap Of Character

Yorick:

We were headed to the hall to speak to the ringleaders and find out what was going on with Clentine and why she was not back yet.

In the middle of it, we were stopped when their head squad appeared in front of us. They instantly shook their hands toward us, letting us know that they had no luck finding out about Clentine either.

"So she’s just gone?" Mira questioned, her voice unsteady.

I felt a fire inside that I had to keep under control. There were many reasons for it. One was that I did not know if I would ever have a chance with Clentine, the way Troy and Ian were always one step ahead of the others, claiming her.

It felt like I would never get to be with her. Because of that, I had to make sure she knew that I was waiting for her. But for that to happen, she needed to co back, and if she did not, I was willing to jump over the fence to be with her.

Even if I had to invade the train and operate it myself, I would do it.

We reached the hall and found that none of the ringleaders were there.

For a few minutes, we wandered around the campus trying to find one of them to have a conversation, but it seed they were all avoiding us, or maybe hiding from us.

We decided to go to our rooms, but we planned to stay together in one room. Then we would figure out what to do next. However, I was very anxious, so instead of going into the room, I decided to walk to the ground. For so reason, I had a feeling that I should not have.

After a few seconds of walking in silence, I started to hear so rustling around . I knew for a fact that soone was either following , or I was following soone.

I stopped in my tracks and looked around, my hands on my waist.

Then, for so reason, when I turned to my left, toward the open side of the ground that was away from the academy, I noticed soone digging a hole in the ground.

I did not have to think twice about who it was. Her hair and her appearance gave it away. It was Oriana.

I knew she was up to sothing when she was sitting there all by herself, digging a hole in the ground and talking to herself.

"All I need to do is just use this," she uttered, making frown as I steadily approached her.

I wanted to make sure I heard what she was talking about. I did not want her to start plotting or planning again.

"This will surely kill her. But I need to make sure that this ti the job is done," she chuckled to herself.

As I reached behind her, I peeked over her shoulder and saw her holding a dagger. It was not just any dagger. It had a large, round, circular handle.

However, the way she was sitting made feel like she was not well. She kept falling back. Her knees were shaking badly. I could not tell what was wrong with her.

At that point, she had realized that I was there.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I grunted as I snatched the dagger, or at least tried to.

She held on to the handle while I grabbed the sharp side. It cut through my skin, but I did not stop until I forcefully took it away from her.

She stood up, watching with a pale face and empty eyes. I could already tell she was sick. Her lips were dry, but it did not make sense. She had been fine a few hours ago.

"Give it back to . It is mine," she said, raising her hand, which was shaking so badly she could barely stand. She made sure her legs were spread apart to keep herself upright.

I did not know what was wrong, but my senses kept telling to step away from her or call for help. Still, the dagger in my hand made stop and confront her first.

"After everything that happened, you are still going after Clentine?" I yelled, watching her close her eyes. She did not look very alert or present.

"Please give it back to ," she requested, making stare at her in disbelief.

"Co on, let’s go. I am taking you to the headmaster," I told her. "This is it. You have to inform him where you got this dagger from."

I finally had enough. I grabbed her arm and tried to pull her away, but that was when she began to resist. She started to scratch my arm, my chest, everywhere she could reach.

"Stop it, Oriana," I yelled at her, turning around to grab both her arms and shake her. "Clentine had been your friend. If you had not betrayed her like this, you would have been treated with much more respect by now."

I yelled in her face, trying to make her understand that all the animosity she had toward Clentine was baseless.

I knew for a fact that it was not love or rivalry that made her act this way. She just wanted protection. If she had been kind enough, we all would have protected her.

I was sure even Clentine would have done right by her.

But when Oriana did not even blink or frown and only stared at blankly, I started to feel goosebumps all over my skin.

"You know what? When you scread at earlier and warned to stay away from your perfect little princess, I realized that fighting her or her mates is baseless. Trying to attack her is stupid," she remarked softly.

There was a strange smirk on her face that made narrow my eyes at her, trying to gather my thoughts and understand where she was going with this.

"Have you lost your mind?" I finally asked her, hissing, and she started to snicker.

"As a matter of fact, I just realized who I need to attack," she replied. The mont she said that, a strange smile ford on her lips.