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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.

me, making eye contact and showing me

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

wolfbane, or whatever the poison they

rose up on hind legs. He swatted at me with his front paws, catching me on the face and tearing a

shook the blood away and I charged

several of his wolves ran onto the stage.

my top strength. If Warren hadn’t beaten me, taking on Luther and ten or so of his cronies would be easy. Now, I wasn’t sure I’d have the upper

my eye, I saw Demarco skulking through the shadows, off in

the wolves that were closing in on me. Catching up to Demarco, I jumped on

his legs

bone snap upon impact. I’d like to see him go after them with a broken

other wolves swarmed around me, jumping

and scratched. In a fury of fur and spittle,

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 I

respected him for that, but he hadn’t left me in great

bar of the cage. Wheezing, he tried to get up, but his

thinned around me. I’d killed off enough to shift my attention back to Luther. I locked eyes on

through

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

heavily. When I walked up to him, hovering over him, Luther winced

him my teeth. I was

Wtly Old Comp

my head to the side and Demarco

form. I glared at him, and he shuddered, but he wouldn’t stop protecting

you again. Because you’re Maggie’ s husband, l’ Il spare your life, but this is your last warning.

his head. As far as Demarco knew, Luther was the only one that could save Maggie. Of course, he wouldn’t move. He wouldn’t risk Maggie’s life.

“Your funeral,” I muttered.

shifted back into wolf form and faced off with Demarco. He pulled himself up on three legs and I realized he had pretty good

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

hair on my neck and spine stood on end and a cold, paralyzing chill

corner of my eye, I saw something shiny

A silver dagger.

grin were reflected on

me. I didn’t

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