Chapter 188
Darth
“What the hell did you do to me. witch!” I growl, fury rising in my chest.
She ults her head, mocking, her voire laced with venom.
“You want
to fight an old woman like me? I had to disarm you first. Otherwise, that would be unfair. She smiles, slow and cruel
“You must be dumber than you look if you think I need my fire to beat the shit out of you.” I snap, stepping forward.
With lightning speed, I close the distance between us and wrap my hand around her crooked neck like she’s nothing more than a brittle, useless chicken. She gasps, choking under my grip. My other hand draws back, ready to slam a blow into her damn face-
But she slips from my grasp.
Vanishing.
Gone, like smoke in the wind.
spin around, scanning the shadows, my senses sharp–but she’s nowhere to be seen.
“You’re nothing without your fire. Alpha Deckard: Nothing!” her voice cackles from every comer, echoing off the cold stone walls.
“You’re just a vessel… carrying something far greater than you,” she sneers, her voice slithering through the mist like a cure,
“And you’re nothing without your filthy dark magic, you ugly twatt” I hark back, my voice echoing with rage.
But before I can take another step, a fist comes out of nowhere–crashing into the side of my face like a boulder
1 stagger back, slammed hard into the stone wall. My ears ring. My vision blurs.
Then I hear it
A voice
Low, dark
“Do not speak to my Cleopatra in that tone.”
1 rise slowly, brushing dust and blood from my shoulders. My jaw aches, but I smile..
“I’m actually glad to see you, Darth,” I say with a low chuckle. “I’ve anticipated this moment for far too long”
He steps forward, seething rage burning in his eyes like wildfire.
“What the hell is your problem?” he snarls. “Haven’t you lived enough? It’s my turn now–just fucking die!”
Without warning, he charges, wild and reckless, fists clenched like a beast unchained. But Fin ready,
I sidestep with speed, slipping behind him in a blur. My claws ignite with raw fury as I drive them deep into his back, dragging downward with savage force.
He screams—a deep, gultural roar that shakes the fog—and stumbles forward.
But before I can follow through, he vanishes into the fog, slipping away like a shadow. Now I’m standing alone
“Come out here!” I bellow, my voice cracking through the silence–but all that answers is the echo of my own rage
I can’t hear anything–not my men, not Freya, not even the sound of fighting. The fog is thick and heavy, curling around me like a cage
This isn’t normal
This is her.
That damn witch. This is her doing again. Her twisted illusions. Her spells.
She wants to trap me in my own mind.
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This isn’t a fight angmoor—it’s a damn game of hide and seek. And I’m door playing-
“Dach!” I your imas the fog
“Why don’t you come out and let’s finish this like real men? What are you too afraid to face your line brother?”
My voice echoes, bouncing mockingly through the mist. I push furtier, letting my words slice deeper..
wonder I took your place all those years ago. You’re no Alpha Hell, you’re less than an Omega. You’re a damn runt–and that’s all you’ll ever
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“Who even knows if you’re truly the son of Ferguson Blacksbom-”
Before I can finish the sentence, I feel it. The fury riding it. Him.
Darth comes crashing down on me in wolf form, fangs bared and wild with rage. What I said must have struck a nerve–good.
My senses are sharper than his temper. As he descends, I grab his legs midair, stopping his claws just before they shred into my flesh. My feet slide back across the ground, digging in, fighting for balance as his weight crashes into me. His snarls are deafening–fangs snapping inches from my face, his breath hot and rabid stinks of rogue’s breath.
I’m losing ground. My heels scrape. My muscles strain.
Then I fill
And just as his jaws are about to clamp down on me
BOOM!
A loud explosion rips through the fog. The ground trembles. Darth jerks back mid–attack, startled by the blast.
It’s the sound of a gun
The fog begins to lift, parting slowly as I catch sight of Austin stepping forward–his gun still smoking. He just shot Darth’s wolf from behind,
And now… Darth has vanished into thin air.
“I had him, Alpha. Don’t worry. I’ll kill him?” Austin says, stretching a hand out to me.
“Oh Austin_“I mutter, rising to my feet. “You shouldn’t have come. This is between me and Darth”
“Not anymore, Alpha” His eyes burn with rage. “That was before he laid has filthy hands on my Luna. I told you–I swore I’d kill him! Look at his damn blood all over the floor!” He laughs, half–crazed, clearly proud of the damage he’s done.
Then be lifts his head, calling into the mist.
“Samantha I’m here now, Samantha! I’m coming for you baby–just hang on?”
I feel the anger rising in my chest again.
“Austin, please–leave, Now!” I yell, urgency lacing every word
“No, Alphal” he snaps back.
While we’re still in the middle of the argument, another woll emerges from the thinning fo
It’s snarling–loudly. Angry Vicious.
1 squint.
fog
Austin lifts his gun, aiming straight at the beast’s head–but just as
tas be pulls the trigger, the gun jams.
I don’t recognize this one.
Who the hell is het
“What the-!” he mutters, panicked. He tries again. Nothing. Again. Still nothing.
The weapon refuses to fire, like it’s cursed.
The wolf begins to charge foward
Without thinking. I rush forward.
“Austin, down!” I yell, shoving him to the ground just in time as the wolf lunges. I meet the beast mid–air with my bare hands, grab one of its hind legs, and snap–break the limb clean in two. Its pained howl cuts through the air like a blade. I throw the creature against a massive stone pillar it crashes, hard, squealing in agony.
But as I turn back-
Austin is on the ground.
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Chapter 188
Bleeding
Wounded
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