Conan is out of coma

Brad

“That’s because you might be extremely cheap with the way you were banging her throughout. But you should know this,” she threatened. “The next time you sleep with someone else is the day I leave you for someone better and take all my forces with me. Do you hear me?”

I could easily push her away but Trina had one of the best land forces who could fight even dangerous rogues without breaking a sweat and I needed them by my side.

I had no choice but to accept her decision.

“Yes,” I said.

A knock came on the door as I opened it to find a maid there.

“What is it?” I asked.

“There is a call for you on line three.”

I slammed the door on her face, zipping to take up the call.

“Hello,” I said.

“Conan is out of the game,” the voice said. “He’s been in a coma in the hospital for days now. I don’t think he’s going to make it out alive.”

This gave me hope for my invasion. With Conan out of the equation, I would kill off his pack without difficulty. He was the greatest asset his pack had.

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