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

before he could move, the doors

presence exuding such crushing

words tumbled from Hector’s

we provoke? Why would

from none other

a step, one of Nathaniel’s

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Therne?” Nathaniel advanced slowly, his towering frame casting a shadow over Hector, regarding him

“…”

give him the chance to explain A brutal strike landed, followed by another, leaving Hector

name again, I will ensure every last one

turned and walked away,

the Bladestorm Mercenaries rounded on Hector, fury blazing in his

sh*t! I took you in, gave you a place here, and you

his command, the mercenaries descended upon Hector, fists and boots hammering into him relentlessly.

had been shattered. He crawled home, leaving a trail of blood in

the agony, he

hell is backing her? She’s supposed to be some exiled teenage wolf from the Frostmoon Pack. How the hell does

police station, Queenie poured out exaggerated accusations against Tessa, painting

officer reassured her, “Ms. Locke don’t worry. We’ll

school to arrest

even glance at her as she

the gathered students.

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