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 with these wolves.

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beta. no not in my world in my world. The only one who

fine if he isn’t they send me a message,” I told him.

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

talk himself into a

known one day. I would end

to see this through, and perhaps I would get myself a

son to

of the boy, clinging to his mother. Like father, like son. The words

habit.

begged me to hold him.

live forever,

had the Adams corporation was a breathing beast that dominated the

it in the capable

again, she’d be begging for Mercy, and she realized she

private corner of the gym, a dark room, where no one could see me.

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

that needed attending to as

crush each of them

wolf, not letting

my thoughts wandered back to Jackson. If he had gone

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would tell me they’d send proof so

planning to

that I was taking in rouges and training them. They were already – doing the

know anything about me, I made sure of that, but he was a PI he knew how to find out things. Perhaps I should’ve kept him

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

thoughts twisted it on themselves, she was an upstanding citizen, the angel, the patron saint of that pack, but there was one person

have

Her