I became the Purchased Wife Of The Lycan Prince



Chapter 128 Moonshine, a rare flower

In his half-conscious state, Logan felt the poison coursing through his body, his skin taking on a bluish hue, except for his face. Despite his weakened state, he could hear Zane's voice recounting the ruthless actions of his father, who had slaughtered rogue werewolves in retaliation for the deaths of female pups. Summoning what little strength remained, Logan defied Leo's advice and spoke, determined to address the situation despite their weakened conditions.

"It's about my Dad, Leo," Logan told his Lycan in a faint voice.

'Alpha Zane, an army of werewolves has surrounded us!' one of the rogues urgently informed their leader, prompting Zane to knit his brows in concern. His gaze shifted to Logan, and he made a swift decision to take him away as a hostage.

"You, guard this place and eliminate those wretched werewolves. That's an order," Zane commanded the rogue werewolves, his tone authoritative as he moved towards Logan with long strides.

In a split second, Zane's reflexes kicked in as he swiftly stepped back, narrowly avoiding the speeding arrow. However, despite his quick reaction, the arrow grazed his right hand, slicing through the outer skin. Blood began to ooze from the wound, a few drops splattering onto the ground below.

Logan got the scent of Hope who was a little from him. A smile carved on his lips.

'Who the fuck try to use an arrow?" Zane growled in annoyance as he scanned his eyes around.

Henry ran toward the ground, where Logan was tied on a pole, giving a back to Meghan, the hunter, whom Logan had given a second chance to start her life. She had climbed the tree with Henry's help earlier before firing an arrow at Zane.

Logan was surprised to see Henry came in his rescue and saw him transforming in his Lycan's form. Even Zane had transformed, ready to take down Henry. He always had a desire to kill the Lycans of the Moore family.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Meanwhile, Henry communicated urgently with Hope through their mind link, urging her to swiftly come and take Logan to a safer place.

After Hope had her transformation, she had become much faster. She instructed Ryan and Fred to back her as she was ahead of them. The other werewolves from their side had already been busy fighting with the rogues. Hope didn't wish anyone to die and needed to take away Logan safely out from there.

Reaching in Logan's vicinity, Hope quickly changed back to her human form. Henry was able to stop Zane for a while until Zane attacked him with his sharp claw.

Ryan lunged forward while growling at Zane. He was surprised that being a rogue, yet alpha, Zane had a good strength.

Hope quickly untied the ropes around Logan. Her eyes were brimmed with tears, but she remained steady. Logan had fainted by now. His lips has turned blue because of the poison.

Meghan aimed her crossbow once more, loosing an arrow that found its mark in Zane's front leg. inflicting a grievous wound. The arrow, laced with wolfsbane, swiftly delivered its deadly payload, leaving Zane reeling from its potent effects.

With Fred's support, Hope assisted in carrying Logan, draping his arm over her shoulder as they hurriedly retreated. The united werewolf pack rallied to rescue Logan from the rogues and obliterate their threat once and for all.

Upon reaching a safe distance, they carefully settled Logan on the ground with the support of a tree. Hope's voice quivered with anxiety as she spoke, her breaths quickening. 'He's been poisoned. I can't detect his pulse," she admitted, her trembling hand betraying her fear.

Fred quickly leaned close to hear Logan's heartbeat before checking his pulse. "His beats are slow. We need to give him the antidote," Fred said.

By then, Meghan had come there and halted to catch her breath. "I can check, Lo-Logan," she volunteered.

Hope let her do it because at this moment, she wanted her husband, her mate to survive.

'Do you know how to remove the poison when you've no idea of its origin?" Asked Fred as he doubted Meghan. They could not take a risk with Logan's life.

'Hunters were the first one who made the wolfsbane to kill the werewolves and they were the ones, who even had the antidotes," Meghan proclaimed as she got on her knees. She took out the satchel that she had hung around her and placed it on the ground to open it.

'Lycans are unaffected by the wolfsbane," said Fred and told Hope they needed to take Logan to their clan's doctor.

'Logan will die before that,' Meghan stated, making Hope's heart sank in fear.

'Please, save him," Hope requested her.

"I will." Meghan took Logan's hand as she checked his pulse. She then glanced at Fred and said, "Lycans can be affected by the poison made with wolfsbane and moon rock."

"What do you mean?" asked Fred with a confused look. He had never heard of such a thing.

'Moon rock is a kind of salt which exists at certain places only. It is kind of rare and is deadly for the Lycans if infused with the wolfsbane," Meghan explained to them. She quickly took out the first-aid kit which she brought with her after leaving Logan's hand.

She took out a syringe and inserted liquid in it which was the antidote.

"What is it?" Fred inquired.

'This is the antidote made of magnolia and moonshine, a rare flower that grows only in the hills," Meghan told the two of them. She asked Hope to pull up Logan's sleeve.

Hope was quick in doing that and without any further delay, Meghan injected the needle in his arm's vein. Logan let out a wince in his unconscious state as his blood finally got the antidote.

'The poison is spread in his entire body. Will he be fine?' Hope asked while holding Logan's hand firmly.

'He should. This antidote is made for the Lycans only," Meghan stated and looked at Logan's face. His lips were still dark blue, causing them to worry more.

'Logan isn't getting well. His body is still blue,' Fred said with teary eyes.

'Logan, please. Don't leave us," Hope murmured while wondering if she was late.