Chapter 115 The Final Raid?

• Everest threw Cheyne to the ground, but it was tricky. Cheyne landed smoothly, kneeling on the ground. Cheyne smirked triumphantly at Everest. Growling, Everest was getting raspier; he never thought a wolf-rouge like Cheyne could easily smell his sinister coupe de tat.
• "Haha, look at you, Beta Stone! You must be so mindful right now." Chyene mocked him more.
• "What a rouge can do now, aye Ludacris! You don't belong to the royal pack," he snarled, insulting Cheyne to make him mad. However, Cheyne was getting used to all the insults he had received all his life due to his bloodline. He smiled instead of making growls.