Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 93

Graysons POV:

日:60%。

I wanted news on Annette but it seemed they had retreated to the safety of their shadows. I didn’t know them well enough to know their new hiding holes and they’ve made new allies.

I stood up and walked out of the surveillance room and into the training hall. With the stagnation of my search, the aggravation of my in–laws and the guilt all built up I took the gym.

I started off running I’d run laps at full speed until my face grew red and my lungs were a bonfire.

After that, I lift weights until my arms are numb and solid. Then I hit the ring, anyone who wants to try can get in the ring against me it’s not my fault they volunteer.

Typically it’s the younger crowd or if my wife’s brothers are bored they’ll join me. Charlie was the fiercest when we fought. He’d come at me like a stallion in a race trained well for endurance and speed but I was a bull. And stallions aren’t used to getting hit.

Eventually, I’d find my pocket in his strikes and take him down. One large fatal shot and he’d be down. He’d cough and huff but concede and stumble out of the ring.

When James and I fought I’d train him more than anything he was still untamed in his attacks and wild I wanted him to be more poised but where Charlie couldn’t take my punches James almost became stronger off of them. That would be the alpha blood fight inside of him.

The one I I almost never saw was Theo he’d been angry with me for a short while but it appears his wife scolded that out of him reminding him of the opposite outcome. He then joined me in the ring and I realized who my wife sparred with most often, Theo could take a hit and he was quick he’d catch my movements and I enjoyed sparring with him. It was less like a fight and more a game of chess.

He would perfectly miss my blow and I would have to swivel before I’d finished to avoid him holding my arms and trying to pin me. I’d then turn out in a kick and he roll through his fall and back onto his feet, a move Annette would often do in her sparring. He’d come at me and I’d push him back before he’d try another Jane and I’d have to choose between blocking or swallowing it. If I chose to block he’d attack the other side and if I swallowed I could wail him with the one side. I swallowed and he attempted a fury of jabs to my middle and I drove a hit to his head he wobbled for a second but kept his arms up. I take my chance and try to sweep his legs but he’d go for my head. As all our fights end I’d get him on the floor and we’d lock each other in a headlock of some form and it would end with a tie.

I stood up facing Theo and he clapped me on the back and we laughed. I did enjoy his company at least.

But my happiness was short–lived as my mother–in–law sat outside the ring boring a hole into my bread with her eyes. My son wriggling in her arms pleasant for once.

“He seems to enjoy watching the sparring,” she mumbled looking away from me.

I took my son from her and she began to protest but my mother walked up at that moment.

“How kind of you to bring my grandson to his father,” she gave a discerning smile with raised eyebrows daring her to

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protest

who let their emotions

“We got heat signatures,” He jogged abe and I walked

miracle. I knew she wouldn’t be on the screen but I wanted otherwise so badly I tied to trick my own mind into hoping.

the screen greeted me and my heart dropped ator of them were Seraphine, one was black, two more brown,

them and send a crew

they wouldn’t go on them unless they were stupid, desperate, or hired. Rouges were wolves without packs, and humans didn’t like hiring wolves, it was hard for them to get work so they often fell prey

wife, d une them captured within 72 hours. I’d give them food, water, a place to rest, a haven from any threat Marcus had me after

loyalty the only issue with that is if someone offers you an honest pach chances are they’ll take it. I was going to give them a choice if they took

Marcus’s path they’d meet the same fate

have a lead?” Her father looked

smirked and walked out

them.” Charlie offered up and

a trap. He should go,” she pointed at me her eyes

fought the urge to

good idea orphan your

almost shrieked and

his bead with my

ha

tricks I’m one of the only people strong enough to survive it. Charlie shot.. bead and started burganing with

you.” | cbeth asserted and stared down

you think anyb*dy else would be able to recover our daughter Eva?” Her husband stepped between her and

wamor

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looked over at me with a burning hatred and then at her husband, an indignation took

suppose not,”

cry. She had once been renowned