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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

come at me. As he charged, I shifted and met him head-on. We collided together in

or whatever the poison they

ribs. Luther spun away from me and rose up on hind legs. He swatted at me with his front paws, catching

shook the blood away

suddenly, several of his wolves ran onto the stage. They surrounded me, teeth gnashing, tails

ten or so of his cronies would be easy. Now, I wasn’t sure I’d have the upper

Demarco skulking through the shadows, off in the direction that

in on me. Catching

whimpered, his legs buckling under

I smacked down on his leg with my paw and I could hear his bone snap upon impact. I’d like to see him go after them with

swarmed around me,

bit and scratched. In a fury

and he went limp. Tossing him aside, I pounced on another, crushing him into

rescue Ciana. I respected him for that, but he hadn’t left me in great condition

smashed into the bar of the cage. Wheezing, he tried to get up, but his legs trembled, and he

to shift my attention back to Luther. I locked eyes on him, and he stamped his foot on the ground, challenging

through the remaining wolves and tossing them aside like

and we collided, head-on. I headbutted him, his skull cracking beneath mine, and he groaned, falling backward. Luther staggered from side to side. He tried to shake it off, but a cracked skull was a serious

satisfied snort as Luther fell on his side, breathing heavily. When I walked up to him, hovering

my teeth. I was ready to

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my head to the side

back to human form. I glared at him, and he shuddered, but he

you’re Maggie’ s husband, l’ Il spare your

and 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 risk Maggie’s life. He loved her

“Your funeral,” I muttered.

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

out a wail when his broken leg hit the floor, but he recovered quickly, snarling at me and diving for my front

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

the corner of my eye, I saw something

A silver dagger.

smug grin were reflected

as it shot toward me. I didn’t have

the impact, but the knife never hit me. Someone