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.

his opinion, but that’s the thing with these wolves. They think

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my world in my world. The only

send me a message,” I

there was one thing he was good for it was walking away when he knew he should. at least his survival instincts

himself

all the mutts. I should’ve known one day. I would end up back here,

time. I had to see this through, and perhaps I would get myself

to mold.

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

habit.

she begged me to hold him. She didn’t see how hard

live forever, enormous, power,

corporation was a breathing beast that dominated the financial

it in the capable hands of my grandson..

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

a dark

as I ran. I discussed with Vanessa all the things on my

attending to as I punched

and would crush each of them easily.

killing your wolf, not letting the rat bastard get a word

and threw another rogue against the cage wall my thoughts wandered back to Jackson. If he had gone underground, he

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would tell me they’d send proof

planning to fight them, but they already knew that.

sure they knew too that I was taking in rouges and training them. They were

PI he knew how to find out things. Perhaps

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

an upstanding citizen, the angel, the patron saint

didn’t have it

and her herbs. Her sewing in her