Leah's POV
Leah's POV
"It's the jury's call," I said. "He has murdered more than 300 girls. I don't think they will ever exile him."
"So... are they going to sentence him to death?" Uma asked.
"There's a possibility," I said.
"Do you know where her body is?" Uma asked.
I shook my head and said, "Not really. He cremated the bodies. But we can still put him on trial because he kept a catalog of all the girls he had killed."
"Catalog? You mean he killed my daughter and he kept her picture, so he can take it out and look at it anytime he likes, so he can kill her again in his fucking twisted mind?!" Uma raised her voice and smashed the teacup on the table.
Finally, she let it out.
"He's a sick old bastard, Uma. He will rot in hell." I held Uma's hands and said.
"I don't know anything about the world after death, Miss Lewyn. The only thing I care about is this life." Uma said.
Then, she suddenly grabbed my hand and said, "Miss Lewyn, you must have known someone. Can you pull some strings to let them exile that old fuck to Mediland? He can only be fairly sentenced here in Mediland, for there's no laws in this area but justice."
"Law is justice, Uma," I whispered.
"Law is made to let rich people get away with what they've done," Uma said with a sinister look on her face. "And that fucking creature who took away my daughter's life will not get away with what he has done. Not on my watch. He has to pay for what he has done to my daughter. She's an Omega and she's always been a pain in the ass for me, but no one has the right to take her life. He owes it to all the victims' family members."
"I'll see what I can do," I said in a firm voice. "He will never get away with what he has done. I promise."
At that time, I heard some chaotic sounds coming from outside.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"The soldiers are coming," Uma panicked and said. "They're early today. Go hide in the wardrobe, Miss Lewyn. You can't let them see you. They will hurt you."
"Hurt me? What do you mean?" I frowned and asked.
"It's Alpha Dire's soldiers. The soldiers from Rock Growlers Pack! They are the worst. They come here to snatch young women and take them back to their base. After a few days, they will be released with bruises and wounds all over their bodies. You're too young and pretty. You need to hide." Uma said as she dragged me into the wardrobe and shut the door.
"Under no condition should you come out!" Uma's voice sounded trembling.
I could see everything through the crack of the wardrobe door.
The door was pushed open and several soldiers stormed inside, followed by Darren, holding Milo in his arms.
"Who's this man?" A head soldier pointed at Darren and asked.
"Just someone passing by. He needed some beverage, so I brewed tea for him." Uma answered with composure.
The head soldier picked up my wet clothes on the table and asked, "What's this?"
"Some wet clothes. I was about to wash them." Uma answered.
"These are women's clothes. Are you hiding someone from us?" The head soldier looked around and asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Uma said.
"Whose clothes are these?" the soldier asked.
Uma said, "I don't know. Damian delivers clothes to me every morning and I wash them. I don't care whose clothes they are."
The head soldier scanned the room again and turned to Darren, sizing him up and down.
"I haven't seen you before. Are you from Skagen City?" the soldier asked.
"Who I am doesn't concern you. Leave this poor woman and his child alone," Darren said.
The soldier was crossed because of Darren's attitude.
He said, "We're looking for a female assassin. He attacked Alpha Dire last night. Strangers are not welcome in this area. No matter who you are and where you are from, go back to your own territory. This is Mediland. If you show up at the wrong place at the wrong time, you'll get into big trouble."
"You mean your Alpha has been attacked by a girl?" Darren raised his eyebrow.
"Shut up, kid! If you don't pay respect to Alpha Dire in his territory, we'll have to arrest you." The soldier stared at Darren and said. "Now, give me the key to your bike, and off you go."
"You want my bike," Darren said in a cold voice.
"Yes. Is there a problem?" the soldier snarled.
Darren put Milo on the floor. The little boy ran toward his mummy straight away. He was obviously terrified.
"There is a problem," Darren took off his jacket and put it on the table, ready for a fight. "I like that bike and it belongs to me."
Darren was tall, towering over all the soldiers in the room. Despite his rugged appearance, there was a softness to his features that hinted at a gentler side. His eyes were warm cobalt blue, and the naughty smile on the side of his lips indicated that he didn't give a fuck about everyone who would stay in his way. His arms were strong and lean, with bulging biceps and defined veins that ran the length of his forearms.
But it was his back that truly caught my attention. A magnificent eagle, wings outstretched, was tattooed across his broad expanse of skin. Its feathers were intricately detailed, with each one a masterpiece in its own right.
Darren Swanson from Eagle Tail Pack. Eagle tattoo.
A thought suddenly came to me and I was petrified -
The man who was trying to kill me had a tattoo shaped like an eagle on the back of his hand!
Does Darren have something to do with the man who wants me dead?!
I could feel the chill running down my spine.
No. That can't be it. It's just a coincidence. Darren has saved me multiple times ever since he met me. If he wanted to kill me, he would have missed way too many chances to do it.
But he did manage to track me down every time I was in trouble. Did he do it to win my trust?
Why would he do something like that?!