Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

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.

caught.

him to retreat, but before he

Nathaniel’s gaze locked onto him, his mere presence exuding

tumbled from Hector’s mouth without

we provoke? Why would a werewolf of this caliber come after

came from none other than the Bladestorm Mercenaries‘

he could take a step,

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Mr. Therne?” Nathaniel advanced slowly, his towering frame casting a shadow

“…”

to explain A brutal strike landed, followed by another, leaving Hector

this name again, I will ensure every last one

away, his men following in

Bladestorm Mercenaries rounded

took you in, gave you a place here, and

descended upon Hector, fists and boots

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

agony, he

teenage wolf from the Frostmoon Pack. How the hell does she have this kind

poured out exaggerated accusations against Tessa, painting her

the officer reassured her, “Ms. Locke don’t worry. We’ll bring Tessa in immediately. You’ll

arrived at school to arrest Tessa, Winona

even glance at her as

and turned to the gathered students. “What did Tessa