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.

opinion, but that’s the

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no not in my world in my world. The only one who could voice their opinion

they send me a message,” I told

there was one thing he was good for it was walking away when he knew he should. at

talk himself

at all the mutts. I should’ve known one

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

to

his mother. Like father, like son. The words bitterly clung in my head. Luckily he was young enough for me to break

habit.

the way that she begged me to

would live

had the Adams corporation was a breathing

it in the capable hands of my

for Mercy, and she realized she

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

and deals and contracts as I ran. I discussed with Vanessa all the

as

and would crush each of them easily. They thought that came from

killing your wolf, not letting the rat bastard get

the cage wall my thoughts wandered back to Jackson.

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him, they would tell me they’d send

I was planning to fight them, but

sure they knew too that I was taking in rouges and training

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

to go near Amaria’s house. She wouldn’t hurt

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

didn’t have it in her…

her herbs. Her sewing in her rule–following.