Chapter 112: Sweet Sweet Destiny

Shock filled me.

He was here… but he was at the mercy of that cold-heart ed bitch!

No one ever tells you what it feels like to watch the person you love to be tormented. To be held captive and forced into the will of another. No one tells you how much your heart can shatter from just one look.

He was out there… at their mercy, and here I was behind cold walls.

It wasn’t fair to think he was going through this alone out there, and I was stuck here. For weeks I had been worried about it. Wondering where he was and if he was okay.

 

Shit, if he was even alive.

He even was forced to miss the birth of his children be cause of them.

As if a damn broke, I lost all clarity for a moment. Priscilla’ s mumbled words went unheard as I slowly turned to them and held out a sleeping Castor, who was still in my arms. “Take her.”

Priscilla didn’t hesitate to take the child, and as she did, she nodded at me in understanding. She knew already what! was going to do, and she also knew there was no stopping me.

I had promised to tear them apart if they hurt Damian, and that offer still stood. Killing Allison, though… well, was go ing to be for pure pleasure.

I couldn’t wait to watch her blood run from my lips as | tore out her throat.

I could feel the purring satisfaction of the darkness under my skin as I thought of the various ways to make that woman suffer. To make her blood run upon the pack’s ground as a river with no end.

I would kill anyone who hurt my mates, and there would be no way to stop me.

“Ivy, what are you doing?” Mother cried with a panicked look in her eyes as she watched me step closer to the door.

I didn’t bother to answer her, though.

There was no point when she already told me what she thought.

With my children taken care of, glanced towards the cameras once more to see Kara taking care of another set of wolves who had surrounded her. They wouldn’t get off easy. None of them would.

Pushing the button on the wall, the door opened, and a panicked cry from my mother escaped her lips. “Ivy! What are you doing?! Get back in here. Have you lost your mind?”

do what I was created

“You can’t do anything!”

well to remember who I am,” I said

glanced briefly over my shoulder at her. “You will stay

There was nothing else to say, and deciding not to give her a chance to find a reason to argue, I hit the trigger outside the panic room and watched the door close with my children and

would be safe, and that was what was important. Even if the wolves found out they were inside, there was no way to get into the room. Priscilla knew what was at stake, and she would lock the door from

and this might be the last time I saw them, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me. My people needed me, my mates needed me, and there was no way that I was going

punishment by a coun cil

breath, I put my feelings aside and walked towards my bedroom door and out into the hallway. The only thing on my mind

to be

only thought on my mind as I moved down the hallway in my pajamas, my feet hitting the top of the stairs as | stared at

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with them, her

doing?!” she yelled as she tossed a wolf over her shoulder and thrust her sword within it. “Get

out there, and I will not sit idly by. The

she seemed con cerned. However, that concern was slowly drained away when she

me, though; from the look in her eyes, she could see

me and my

my children,” | told her sternly. “Don’t worry

to do, but with the wolves dead at her feet, she simply nodded her head

back what belonged to me, even

yard in the front of the house. I wasn’t quite

 

ran upon the grass, and mixed within

the area shredded into pieces. Kara had taken her blade to them. She had ruthlessly executed anyone who tried to get

we hadn’t lost many. I was glad to have Kara. I knew, without a doubt, that she would keep my mother, Priscilla, and the children safe. She would ensure they would never be harmed while I ventured out into the

of the hill to see the war beneath me, and the sight I got wasn’ t one I expected. Our wolves were fighting for everything they had, but

and every now and again, she would reach down to stroke Damian’s hair. Seeing

not hers. Yet, she still seemed to think she could

thought she had a chance to come out on

moving closer and closer to him, as if a shield was around my body, protect ing me. The wolves diverted their attention to other means of the area, tearing apart each other as fur, blood, and howls of pain echoed and scattered around me. Like leaves blowing

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idea what he had done coming here.

had done, I was happy to show

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