Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 110

Deacon POV:

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The issue came in our distance I had now placed me and my sons on opposite sides of the chess board, and I didn’t know my opponent.

I knew enough to gauge his abilities but I wanted him pinned down, cornered. That was the only way to have a true victory, he wouldn’t try anything if he had no other choice but to lay down and dic.

I thought back to that girl staring at me behind bars, his wife. She was the spitting image of her mother, the same curly brown hair and amber eyes, no doubt the same power lurking inside her Grayson had a throne because of her but it also placed this target on his back.

Once upon a time, I had thought I’d get my power in this world from my wolfsblood and gain prestige through my strength I went after the alpha women of my generation losing out once but winning Amaria. What a foolish mistake that was, it did lead me to realize the confines of the wolf world and how I had to shed my skin and start over if I truly wanted the life I was meant for.

No, I was meant for than the childish confines of honor, honesty, and reliance. Life pulls no punches why should I? Why should I account for every other person’s feelings? What was dependability in a world like this? I had no account to be fair when the world we lived in wasn’t.

obvious but I needed to know all of them, he had his son and an exasperated eye roll escaped me as I could hear him saying to himself how he would be a better father than I ever was. Did he not realize he wouldn’t be the man he was today without me? His people would not love him so if I hadn’t been so grave

with that face that deep, yearning, begging face to see if I was proud. I remember the day he got his wolf he was a week and ten years old and his wolf came to him he had subdued him overnight not even waking his mother and I, he came to us with such joy on his face. I had grabbed him by his shirt and dropped him onto the floor. Did he not see that it meant nothing? All he had done was prove he had no greater vision for his life, nothing beyond his stupid little world when there was so much more to conquer. My fist clenched at the memory of his tears and his walling. Amaria had screeched like a

empire that will outlast me long after the ground swallows me. If he had been more like me he would inherit this but he’s full

repeating to me that I knew him all too well but at the same time I didn’t. This weakness echoed to me endlessly.

idea came to me then, one I

Chapter 110

pressed the intercom and moments later she

my son, I want to know everything from the moment I left to now, he’ll have to track down what my wife was doing as well so I can figure out how much power they hold. Not to mention a trip to Georgia figuring out what his little woman is like and what her family has and I’m sure it’ll be quite a lot. Remind him that these are wolves and prestigious families to boot so he cannot just go around

already he sent an invoice- I silenced her blathering with one look. I had told her

money for the inconvenience what should I

enough to

about anyone, he was good at blending in and seeming harmless, he was good at appearing trusting like the spider in the web giving the fly

of time until the bigger picture appeared when I got it I would be able to go after him with whatever it took to subdue him. If I wanted an easy fight that’s gone, he’s taken this interjection into his life as a deadly offense 1 suppose given his son and his wife are involved I would understand. Still if he would see the story from my point of view he would understand that

her voice.