Chapter Seven

Ice’s POV.

Although sweat covers my whole body, the blazing heat from the sun prickles my skin. Damn, it’s like I’m boiling to death.

On the day I left the academy, I cried my heart out while forcing my wolf to accept that her mate is an ass. On the second day, I turned off all my emotions, muffled my wolf’s wobbly cries, and focused on planning on how to get my job done: killing the Rogue King.

I travelled over to the next town because it will be easier to track down the Rogue King in a place where my identity is unknown. I picked up on his norms and patterns. He often visits this town with the sole purpose of purchasing slaves.

The best way for a predator to approach you is to become a prey. I have learned that the slave traders he often buys from traffic helpless beautiful ladies on the streets. For this reason, I offered myself on a silver platter to be abducted by sleeping peacefully in the street where the bargaining market begins. And it works. I’m currently in one of the cages