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Chapter 93: Why Did He Come Back?

‘Theo•

Warren, that bastard, he wasn’t pulling any punches.

The cage opened, and Warren walked out without sparing me another glance. I only hoped that the poison hadn’t taken full effect on him since it hadn’t touched him for very long.

He gracefully walked out from the cage and towards Luther, carrying himself regally, just like a king. Luther was pleased with himself and smiled at my brother. “What an honor, Your Majesty!”

Then, before anyone could react, Warren shifted into his wolf and charged at Luther.

The guy holding Ciana was stunned for a moment, and Ciana took the chance to jam her elbow into that guy’s ribs.

In the next second, Warren leaped and landed between Ciana and Luther. She was free!

His mouth opened wide and his fangs flashed as Warren threw his head back, howled, and began running away with Ciana.

I Yinced and smiled. Watching them from the corner of my eye, I was finally relieved when they were a safe distance away. Warren had pulled through and saved Ciana, but I wondered if he meant the things he said earlier.

His voice had sounded so resentful, so full of anger. He

hadn’t held back that much with the beating he delivered. Of course, I knew he’d know I could handle it and he needed to convince Luther through his action, but I still wondered whether part of him had been truly upset with me.

However, I didn’t have time to process all of it.

Theo, you’d better take care of this!’ Warren told me in the mindlink.

‘Just take Ciana and run!’ I responded.

Most importantly, she was safe, and there was nothing else holding me back!

Luther’s guys tried to close the cage but it was too late. I’d already• hauled myself to my feet and charged out of the cage. That damn chain couldn’t hold me back.

They call me a monster and murderer, and now they would get a taste of what a real monster was like!

Luther snarled and charged toward me. In mid-air, he shifted, jaws snapping as he came toward me. I reached up and attacked his throat. He growled and slashed at me with his paws.

I kicked Luther in his rib, he fell on the ground and he whimpered. My side ached from Warren’ s beating, and I clutched it for a moment. Inhaling deeply, I closed myself off to the pain as Luther rose and shook himself off.

turned to me, making eye contact and

glanced at him and motioned with my hand for him to come at me. As he charged, I shifted and met him head-on. We collided together in a fit

wolfbane, or whatever the poison they used had limited

my shoulder against his side, trying to break his ribs. Luther spun away from me and rose up on hind legs. He swatted at me with his

away and

wolves ran onto the stage. They surrounded me,

hadn’t beaten me, taking on Luther and ten or so of his cronies would

saw Demarco skulking through the shadows, off in the direction

in on me. Catching

legs buckling under

down on his leg with my paw and I could hear his bone snap upon impact. I’d like to

swarmed around

bit and scratched. In a fury of

his neck was covered with blood and he went limp. Tossing him aside, I pounced on another, crushing him into the floor. I raised my front paws and slammed them onto his spine until

him for that, but he hadn’t left

into the bar of the cage. Wheezing, he tried to get up, but his legs trembled, and he collapsed onto the ground, his breathing

off enough to shift my attention back to Luther. I locked

charged at him, breaking through the remaining wolves and

head-on. I headbutted him, his skull cracking beneath mine, and he groaned, falling backward. Luther staggered from side to side. He tried to

up to him, hovering over him, Luther winced and shifted back to

him my teeth. I was ready to destroy him

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head to the side and Demarco hobbled over, dragging his broken

back to human form. I glared at him, and

husband, l’ Il spare your life, but this is

one that could save Maggie. Of course, he

“Your funeral,” I muttered.

off with Demarco. He pulled himself up on three legs and I realized he had pretty good balance on

at him and Demarco jumped back. He let out a wail when his broken leg hit the floor, but he recovered

got ready to tackle him when the hair on my neck and spine stood on end and a cold,

saw something shiny slicing through

A silver dagger.

eyes and smug grin were reflected on the

it shot toward me. I didn’t have time to roll

impact, but the knife never hit me. Someone jumped in front of me, grunting as