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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

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

poison they used had limited effect on

break his ribs. Luther spun away from me and rose up on

away and I

ran onto the stage. They

taking on Luther and ten or so of his cronies would be easy. Now, I wasn’t sure I’d have

the corner of my eye, I saw Demarco skulking through the shadows, off in the direction that Ciana and Warren

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

his legs buckling under my

bone snap upon impact. I’d like to see him go

wolves swarmed around me, jumping

scratched. In a fury of fur and spittle,

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

I respected him for that,

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

killed off enough to shift my attention back to Luther. I locked eyes on him, and he stamped his foot

angered roar, I charged at him, breaking through the remaining wolves and tossing

mine, and he groaned, falling backward. Luther staggered from side to side. He tried to shake it off, but a cracked skull was a

side, breathing heavily. When I walked up to him, hovering over him, Luther winced and shifted back to his human form, still

showed him my teeth. I was ready to destroy him for all

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the final blow but Demarco howled. I whipped my head to the side and Demarco hobbled over, dragging his broken leg. He

form. I glared at him, and he shuddered, but

l’ Il spare your

whimpered 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.

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

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

hair on my

eye, I saw something shiny slicing through the air toward

A silver dagger.

grin were

Come as it shot toward me.

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