Chapter 120

JORDAN POV

"Don't you ever give up?" I asked in annoyance.

"Yeah, I do sometimes but not when Hillary is involved." He said, dropping the torchlight.

"Why do you have a death wish?" I asked, even though I knew how weak and injured I was, I wasn't scared of a werewolf. But Dylan was an exceptional fighter and a dangerous one too.

He flashed a wicked smile as he revealed the short blade beneath his coat.

"I don't have a death wish anymore," He said. "All I want is for the world to be a better place without you Lycan Demons involved."

"That means, you don't also want Hillary as she has Lycan blood in her."

He remained quiet. Then he raised the blade up for the little ray of light that dimly lit the arena to meet and then I realized that this was more of a threat than I had anticipated.

There was a green liquid on the blade and from the instant repulsive feeling I received, I knew it must be dangerous to Lycans, but I wasn't sure, so I as