Chapter 156
Grayson POV:
I felt it when we were going out that our objectives were different and though my wife seemed steady on the surface the turmoil raged beneath her. I felt the wolf inside determined to come forward.
We got out into the wilderness. I kept my eyes trained on her. I had let myself surrender to the darkness of battle before but the thought of that taking over my wife was too much to bear. I felt her across the void remaining strong, she wouldn’t go without a fight.
We headed out together watching each other's back but we got lost quickly in the melee of wolves. I couldn’t see any friendly with how heavily we were swarmed. It became clear that my father had given orders to take us down first.
I wanted to order her off the battlefield and throw her over the walls but she wouldn’t forgive me and we stood a better chance together than apart. If I had learned one thing it was that she was my strength.
We cleared them out layer after layer slashing, scratching, punching through them. The stupid came first and the smarter ones stayed back but even they weren’t prepared for the blast.
I had seen him scuttle off in the corner of my eye and I turned towards the gate. None of the people around it were aware of the coming explosion. He hadn’t told anyone, ever the ruthless leader.
We were more than far away enough from the blast to be safe and something in me took charge. We took out those trying to keep us in place. She followed me as we ran through the smoke and headed for the open gate.
I charged through looking for whoever was ahead, trying to see if there were any enemies and if anybody needed my help, but then the single blur and sent caught my eye, and I had no control over my movements. I brushed past anybody who needed my house, and anybody else who looked like a threat they couldn’t catch me now instead, I charged for my father and tackled him to the ground, my fists slamming into his face one after the other he grabbed my throat, trying to choke me out, but it didn’t seem to deter me.
He eventually gathered his strength and rolled me off of him. We stood up. I sunk in my claws ready to take his life, and he looked at me as if I was his favorite person in the world. I was a game to him and it lit the fury inside of me on fire.
He had inserted himself into a fight that was not his just because he wanted to play. He wanted to tie up the loose ends. That was my life the life of my wife and my child Lord knows what he had for my mother. I tried to keep myself calm and let him come at me first, but I couldn’t. I lunged at him and tackled him to the ground again and he dug his claws into my back, but I didn’t let any sound of pain come forth.
Not this time, I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of any reaction out of me. He couldn’t have that he had tried to take everything else. I slammed my head into his, both of us moving away from one another, trying to gather ourselves after the blow.
I tried to gather where we were, but my mind only seemed to focus on him, his movements, the little skater from side to side as he tried to pick where he was going to, but he was right now man that I knew who could pick his part bit by unhinged. He would’ve told his man he was he wanted on guard he had hidden the fact that he was going to use an explosion. He let his men die, which gave me the upper hand.
He was desperate, desperate to see me lose desperate to prove he was still the best, and I felt pity for him.
Screw as I realize the bogeyman from my life he was nothing more than a man and he was about to die. Sensing me my father launched first and I spun out of his way. He came at me again and crazed. I felt like I was facing against James.
His movements were brash and chaotic. He had no plans to rely on and it showed how I miss this weakness so much that all I had to do was take away his resources and he was someone who had no idea how to, use what was around him.
The greatest gift he had ever given me was to rely on myself. I let him tire himself out a bit, though he would never admit it, He was older than I was, and he was slower and out of his way, and digging them into his back, red ribbons, tracing themselves down his spine.
I saw him falter, the facade crack and he became even more unfocused.
Both of us lost our attention when my wife let out a streak beside me. He ran me off and left me there as I watched Marcus try to inject something into my wife yet again, but this time he had no chance she grabbed the syringe from him. Chucking it over to the side, and again that feral part of me was in control. I watched as my father passed him down the road to my house, I wanted to go after him, but I wanted to protect my wife more.
I stood behind him, Annette in front of him. I wouldn’t take this from her. She needed to move on, and the only way she could was if she buried him. All I could do now was help her.
He attacked her and I stayed back because I sensed that the Demon she had kept locked up for so long raged forward. Hadn’t kidnapped her and held her for months. I almost felt sorry for him.
The little bastard tried to run, but I grabbed him and tossed him back towards my wife. He wanted to fight, now he got one.
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Ahhh sorry for the delay but ive been sick but hopefully two chapters in one day makes up for it thank you for reading!
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