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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.

eye contact and

come at me. As he charged, I shifted and

was right, wolfbane, or whatever the poison they used

him back, hooking my shoulder against his side, trying to break his ribs. Luther spun away from me and rose up on hind legs. He

the blood away and I charged at

his wolves ran onto the stage. They surrounded me, teeth gnashing,

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

Demarco skulking through the

on me. Catching up to Demarco, I jumped on his back

legs

bone snap upon impact. I’d

swarmed around

a fury of fur and spittle, I fought

his neck was covered with blood and he went limp. Tossing him aside, I pounced on

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

of the cage. Wheezing,

enough to shift my attention back to Luther. I

through

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

walked up to him, hovering over him, Luther winced

I was ready to destroy him for all

Wtly Old Comp

deliver the final blow but Demarco howled. I whipped my head to the side

at him, and he shuddered, but

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

shook 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

“Your funeral,” I muttered.

He pulled himself up on three legs and I realized he had pretty good balance

He let out a wail when his broken leg hit the floor, but he recovered quickly, snarling at

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

corner of my eye, I saw something

A silver dagger.

smug grin were reflected

toward me. I didn’t have time to roll

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