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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 showing me his

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 of fur, claws, and

right, wolfbane, or whatever the poison they

away from me and rose up

away and I charged at

ran onto the stage. They surrounded me, teeth gnashing, tails

top strength. If Warren hadn’t beaten me, taking on Luther and ten or so of

through the shadows, off in the direction that Ciana and Warren had

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

whimpered, his legs buckling

on his leg with my paw and I could hear his bone snap upon

wolves swarmed around me, jumping on

all directions. They bit and scratched. In a fury of fur and spittle, I fought them

and he went limp. Tossing him aside, I pounced on another, crushing him into the floor. I raised my front paws and

injured me to gain Luther’s trust and rescue Ciana. I respected him for that, but he hadn’t left me in great condition to fight

the side, I tackled another of Luther’s followers. He smashed into the bar of the cage. Wheezing, he tried to

around me. I’d killed off enough to shift my attention back to Luther.

charged at him, breaking through the remaining

cracking beneath mine, and he groaned, falling

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

I

Wtly Old Comp

Demarco howled. I whipped my head to

glared at him, and he shuddered, but he wouldn’t

s husband, l’ Il spare your life, but this is your last warning. Move!”

only one that could save Maggie. Of course, he wouldn’t move. He wouldn’t risk Maggie’s life. He

“Your funeral,” I muttered.

wolf form and faced off with Demarco. He pulled himself up on three legs and I realized he

let out a wail when his broken leg hit the floor,

him when the hair on my neck and spine

my eye, I saw something

A silver dagger.

smug grin were

Did Come as it shot toward me.

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