Stronger by Ang Chris

Stronger

Chapter 101

Marcus’s POV

It was a cold night and sadly I was standing on a street corner waiting for the bags of shit to leave their titty bar.

It had been a couple of weeks since Deacon asked me to wait. Clever fox turned the bosses into the FBI and I would take the rats left out. Of course, it’d be a wolf attack and they’d claim a rogue to have done it.

Humans were very black and white like that oh if it was a wolf it had to have been a rogue. They would never think a wolf in power like me would do something like that.

It would be good to blow off some steam, I’d bought Annette a diamond necklace and she’d thrown it into the toilet. and told me to go screw myself.

You would think a girl would be more appreciative of a fine gift like that. I doubt her ex had ever bought her a gift of diamonds. That oaf probably had never bought her a gift, he’d probably only scooped her up and carried her off to his pack. I don’t know why she’d ever agreed.

They finally tumbled out of the bar drunk and stumbling and I waited a minute before pursuing them, the one good. thing about humans was that they were very fun prey.

They had almost a sixth sense that let them know when they were in danger so I’d follow them walking after them. maybe stepping in a puddle here and there so they could tell someone was behind them.

too drunk to actually focus on me but they’d just feel uneasy like something wasn’t right, maybe not all of them but one of

them and watch as the nervous one would look over his shoulder and confirm it wasn’t all in his head and maybe he’d point me out to his colleagues and they’d stumble around

pretty boy,” One of them chuckled laughing. The smart and scared one warned him off and told him to keep walking but if he was going to survive he should have

of how late it was and some other members of the group were looking over their shoulder and realizing I was still there. I know they thought they were tough but were they tough enough

of me.

this was they’d never have

revealed a gun, “You’re gonna wanna turn around,” He told me his words slurring a

practiced with that if you want to

and one of

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as I ran up to him and snapped his neck in

really were so slow not one of them quick enough on the draw and I was up a building as they all shot at where I had just been. I watched them shoot their friend into pulp long

about reloading and looking around frantically muttering in hushed horrified voices about what I was and why I was doing this none of them getting

I landed on him. digging my claws into his neck and then ripping open his chest. His friends started screaming, one opened fire again. I turned around slowly letting

and he screamed and I couldn’t have that so I ripped his head off. I gouged the yes out of the next

one realized when he saw my