Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 142

Deacon POV;

The training has been intense for the new recruits. But I think we finally got them whipped into shape. Most of them who weren’t angels already knew how to fight and they didn’t fight

fair.

Many of them were exiled for being ruthless killers, bloodlust–fueled fighters, and dangerous criminals. Exactly what I needed to take down my son. he thought that his ethics and morals would protect him, but that’s not how the world works I knew what needed to be done and I

had the guts to do it.

All the slime and all the grease of the world Id pile it over myself to protect me from

anything he threw at me.

“Sir the recruits seem to be doing all right. The week, but with food and training, they’ll be

good cannon fodder,” Cyrus updated me.

“Good and those special hires I brought in?” I looked over at the group of wolf soldiers. Some wolves leave so that they can enlist and defend their country. Even if they’re not angels among men they still wanted some combat. I got in touch with a few looking for a quick bucks

They have been court–marshalled for pocketing some extra payment. I was happy to

pockets once more.

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fine their

any word from Jackson?” I asked him. The man shook his head and avoided my gaze.

“He probably got too close and had to go underground,” I announced. There was no way he’d been captured. He’d been working with me for a long time and I trusted him to get the job done. He knew what would happen if he didn’t.

“Sir I think it’s time that we face the fact he could be captured. We haven’t heard from him in

days,” Cyrus piped up.

didn’t need or want his opinion, but that’s the thing

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world in my world. The only one who

send me a message,”

away knowing he’d overstepped, if there was one thing he was good for it was walking away when he knew he should.

talk himself into a hole.

the mutts. I should’ve known one day. I

this through, and perhaps I would

son to mold.

a picture of the boy, clinging to his mother. Like father, like son. The words bitterly clung in my head.

habit.

remember the way that she begged me to hold him. She didn’t see how hard I’d

live forever, enormous, power,

the Adams corporation was a breathing beast that

in the

I saw her again, she’d be begging for Mercy, and she realized she should’ve trusted my instincts

my private corner of the gym, a dark room, where no one

I ran. I discussed with Vanessa

needed attending to as I punched

face and would crush each of

came from killing your wolf, not letting the rat bastard get a

against the cage wall my thoughts wandered back to Jackson. If he

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they’d send proof so I would be

was planning to fight them, but they already knew that.

rouges and training them. They were already – doing the

he knew how to find out things. Perhaps I should’ve kept him on a tighter

I shouldn’t have told him to go near Amaria’s house. She wouldn’t hurt to fly

the patron saint of that pack, but there was one person in this

she didn’t have it in her…

Her sewing in her rule–following. She