Chapter 35 History Would Repeat

"Have you heard of the Bladestorm Mercenaries?"

"Never. Are they famous?" Nathaniel strained to recall but came up empty. The name meant nothing to him.

"Erase them."

"What? Did they offend you?"

Landon shot him a look. Nathaniel immediately curbed his curiosity and nodded. "Understood, Alpha. I'll take care of it right away."

It was just a minor mercenary group he barely remembered; wiping them out was child's play.

At the crack of dawn, Hector staggered back to the mercenary headquarters, his body battered and bruised.

D*mn Tessa! How dare she actually lay hands on me and humiliate me like this? There is no way in hell I am letting her get away with it.

His boss, the formidable leader of the Bladestorm Mercenaries, was an unrivaled force. Hector would have him settle the score.

This time, he wouldn't just make Tessa kneel and beg for mercy. He would break her limbs, reducing her to a sobbing, helpless wreck at his feet.

Just picturing her utterly at his mercy sent a thrill through him. Unable to contain his anticipation, Hector shoved open the headquarters' doors.

"Boss, help me..."

The words died in his throat the instant he took in the scene before him.

Every single mercenary in the Bladestorm Mercenaries including the leader he had once revered, was kneeling on the ground, faces swollen, bruised, and bloodied.

breath caught. What

he could move, the doors slammed shut

you Hector Locke?" Nathaniel's gaze locked onto him, his mere presence exuding such crushing dominance that Hector's legs nearly

words tumbled from Hector's

did we provoke? Why would a werewolf of

The confirmation came from none other than the Bladestorm

bolted, but before he could take a step,

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Finished

slowly, his towering

men didn't give him the chance to explain A brutal strike landed, followed by

will ensure every last

and walked away, his men following

moment they were gone, the leader of the Bladestorm Mercenaries rounded on Hector, fury blazing in his

I took you in, gave you a place here, and you repaid

the mercenaries descended upon Hector, fists and boots hammering into him relentlessly. Even the leader

had been shattered. He crawled home, leaving a trail

agony,

supposed to be some exiled teenage wolf from the Frostmoon Pack. How the hell does she have this

to the police station, Queenie poured out exaggerated accusations against Tessa, painting her as

officer reassured her, "Ms. Locke don't worry. We'll bring Tessa in immediately. You'll have justice before

arrest Tessa,

even glance at her as

Winona halted in her tracks and turned to the gathered students. "What did Tessa

"No clue!"

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