HappyNovelChapter 224 "Go." The word barely leaves my lips before chaos erupts. My men burst from the undergrowth, their movements swift and deadly. The guards barely have tto react before they're taken down one by one. Cars swerve and crash, bodies tumble onto the dirt, and shouts rise above the gunfire. But we've been doing this a long time, and we were ready. Clyde shouts orders, but it's too late. Damian tackles one of the guards, his claws ripping through the man's chest.
Clyde's grimy face peeks through one of dust-choked windows as he tries to escape in one of the trucks which is quickly stopped by Damian before he is hauled back out, surprise etched on his features before it is hidden behind a mask of fury as he struggles against Damian who tosses him to the ground as if he weighs nothing. I focus on Rhett, who tries to make a run for it. With a growl, I chase after him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRhett's boots crunch on the sandy ground as he sprints, desperation etched in every twitch of his muscles. My snarl rips through the air and with a swift leap, I tackle Rhett, our bodies colliding with bone-jarring force. Rhett grunts, struggling beneath my weight. He lashes out with a wild swing, but I dodge it effortlessly, retaliating with a relentless onslaught of blows, each strike causes his head to bounce off the hard ground. My knuckles connect with Rhett's ribs and the next blow to his ribs is with my claws, the sharpness of them sliding against bone and tissue. His shriek of agony turns to gasping when I feel his lung collapse, and I quickly remove them not wanting to kill him yet.
0.00% Chapter 224 Rolling him onto his back, I lock my fingers around his throat not to choke, but to keep him still. His eyes are wide and frightened, a wild animal caught in a trap. He flails, tries to pry my fingers off, but my grip is iron.
A sudden volley of gunfire rings out from behind me. I hardly flinch, knowing my men have it under control. My gaze doesn't waver from Rhett's face as he squirms beneath me.
Rhett gasps for breath, blood bubbling up and spilling over his lips. His eyes are glassy with pain and terror, and he lets out a pitiful wheeze instead of a response. But it's enough. I can see recognition in his gaze the understanding of his predicament and the realization that he's been beaten. With agonizing slowness, Rhett raises his hands in a symbolic act of surrender. His breath comes out in erratic gasps as he fights the swelling tide of darkness threatening to swallow him whole.
Behind me, I hear Damian fighting off the last of the guards. Clyde snarls something about betrayal, but it's drowned out by the sound of my men securing the area. Within minutes, it's over. The trucks are seized, the guards either dead or subdued, and Clyde and Rhett are bound in silver chains.
I send a quick mindlink to the castle. "We've got them. Prepare the dungeons." "Understood, my King." I glance down at Rhett, who's still glaring up atwith hatred in his eyes. He looks like a shadow of the man he once was-weak, bitter, and broken. The severed bond with Aubrey has taken its toll, draining him of whatever strength he had left.
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"You've lost," I tell him coldly. "It's over." Damian walks up beside me, wiping blood from his hands. "That was almost too easy."
"Don't get comfortable,” I warn him.
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beginning," I tell him as I turn to see the backs of the trucks open. Men, women, and children all but fall over themselves trying to escape the back of trucks. My men fan out trying to block them as they panic and make a run for it, thinking we are their new captors.
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