Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

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 showing me

As he charged, I shifted and met

poison they

Luther spun away from me and rose up on hind legs. He swatted at

the blood away and I

wolves ran onto the stage. They surrounded me, teeth

beaten me, taking on Luther and ten or so of

through the shadows, off in the direction

on me. Catching up to

his legs

his bone snap upon impact. I’d like to see

swarmed around me,

directions. They bit and scratched. In a fury of fur and

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

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

tackled another of Luther’s followers. He smashed into the bar of the cage.

my attention back to Luther. I locked

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

he groaned, falling backward. Luther staggered from side to side. He tried to shake it off, but a

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

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

Wtly Old Comp

howled. I whipped my head to the side and Demarco hobbled over,

form. I glared at him, and he

not going to ask you again. Because you’re Maggie’ s husband, l’ Il spare your life, but

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

“Your funeral,” I muttered.

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

his broken leg

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

of my eye, I saw something shiny slicing through the air

A silver dagger.

smug grin were reflected on the

Did Come as it shot toward me. I didn’t have time to

bracing for the impact, but the knife never hit me. Someone