Chapter 142
Stronger
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 werenât angels already knew how to fight and they didnât fight
fair.
Many of them were exiled for being ruthless killers, bloodlustâfueled fighters, and dangerous criminals.
Exactly what I needed to take down my son. he thought that his ethics and morals would protect him,
but thatâs 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.
âSir the recruits seem to be doing all right. The week, but with food and training, theyâll be
good cannon fodder,â Cyrus updated me.
âGood and those special hires I brought in?â I looked over at the group of wolf soldiers. Some wolves
leave so that they can enlist and defend their country. Even if theyâre not angels among men they still
wanted some combat. I got in touch with a few looking for a quick bucks
They have been courtâmarshalled for pocketing some extra payment. I was happy to
pockets once more.
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any word from Jackson?â I asked him. The man shook his head and avoided my gaze.
âHe probably got too close and had to go underground,â I announced. There was no way heâd been
captured. Heâd been working with me for a long time and I trusted him to get the job done. He knew
what would happen if he didnât.
âSir I think itâs time that we face the fact he could be captured. We havenât heard from him in
days,â Cyrus piped up.
I didnât need or want his opinion, but thatâs the thing with these wolves. They think theyâre
entitled to share it because heâs a beta. no not in my world in my world. The only one who could voice
their opinion was me.
âHeâs fine if he isnât they send me a message,â I told him.
He scuttled away knowing heâd overstepped, if there was one thing he was good for it was walking
away when he knew he should. at least his survival instincts were better than his
ability to talk himself into a hole.
Around me at all the mutts. I shouldâve known one day. I would end up back here, but this
was the last time. I had to see this through, and perhaps I would get myself a little prize, a
new son to mold.
Jackson had managed to snap a picture of the boy, clinging to his mother. Like father, like son. The
words bitterly clung in my head. Luckily he was young enough for me to break that
habit.
I still remember the way that she begged me to hold him. She didnât see how hard Iâd strive
to build something that would live forever, enormous, power, and wealth.
Look at all I had the Adams corporation was a breathing beast that dominated the financial
industry, And I would leave it in the capable hands of my grandson..
when I saw her again, sheâd be begging for Mercy, and she realized she shouldâve trusted my instincts
a long time ago.
I stocked off to my private corner of the gym, a dark room, where no one could see me. I went
over ledgers and deals and contracts as I ran. I discussed with Vanessa all the things on my
schedule that needed attending to as I punched the bag.
I challenged Wolf, who dared to look at my face and would crush each of them easily. They thought
that came from an honest relationship with your wolf.
It came from killing your wolf, not letting the rat bastard get a word in.
As I worked out and threw another rogue against the cage wall my thoughts wandered back to
Jackson. If he had gone underground, he wouldâve told me. I knew I was right though if
they had him, they would tell me theyâd send proof so I would be afraid.
What did Jackson know? He knew I was planning to fight them, but they already knew that.
Iâm sure they knew too that I was taking in rouges and training them. They were already â doing the
same thing.
He didnât know anything about me, I made sure of that, but he was a PI he knew how to find out things.
Perhaps I shouldâve kept him on a tighter leash.
Perhaps I shouldnât have told him to go near Amariaâs house. She wouldnât hurt to fly though.
Then my thoughts twisted it on themselves, she was an upstanding citizen, the angel, the patron saint
of that pack, but there was one person in this world she would always kill for.
No, she didnât have it in herâ¦
Not her with her garden and her herbs. Her sewing in her ruleâfollowing. She would be with
the other elders stating the war rules and the rights they must follow.
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My son had already called the council on Marcus. He was entitled to his land when he won,
and he didnât have to abide by the rules now Marcus was forfeit to them.
But was I?
I was technically still an alpha, though my son had the position and the blood and the power I had
never formally renounced my title.
I highly doubt they would afford me any such gratitude, they were never my biggest fans. I couldnât
hope to use them to keep him in place.
Perhaps I was thinking of this all wrong. I kept seeing one huge final battle perhaps instead it was tiny
little infractions here, and there weakening him but by bit.
What if I send out that little elite unit? What if they provoke him just a bit? at least do some damage and
run. Iâm sure he had his defenses, but they should be able to get past that. It was
time I saw how they moved anyway.
Vanessa get Cyrus,â I snapped my fingers and she pranced off.
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Soon enough, my yes man was standing in front of me. I ordered him to send them off to do
hand. some reconnaissance and whatever damage they thought would give up the upper
He wasnât expecting this so that gave them some help. If they played this right, they could do multiple
attacks and we could walk away unscathed.
I asked them to find out where Jackson went if they could. I didnât want that giving away any
information he mightâve dug up on me for insurance.
Letâs see how you handle this one boy.
Off they went with a few explosives a few guns and a lot of bad intentions. Would their righteous
attitudes protect them now? I hope that pretty little wife of his is tougher than she
looks.
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