Chapter 786 He Shows Up

Seeing his shameless look, I was instantly pissed off.

I almost wanted to let Hera take control and rip his arm apart.

I held back the urge to reveal my Alpha identity and hit him. Instead, I turned around and gave him a warning glare.

If he laid even one finger on me, I wouldn’t hesitate to break it.

“Are you seriously planning to assault me in public?” I questioned, looking at him with disgust.

Preston didn’t even try to hide his lewd and suggestive gaze. “Why not? I’ll get to mate with you eventually. Just a matter of time.”

His gaze dropped to my waist, and it was downright disgusting how he stared.

I grabbed onto the edge of the couch, gripping it so hard the frame bent. I was ready to swap the couch for his hand and crush it anytime.

I was completely done with him. Even without letting Hera loose, I had more than enough ways to make him regret messing with me.

All those years of training to become the Shadow Pack’s Alpha hadn’t gone to waste. Someone like Preston? He didn’t even stand a chance.

As I felt him edging closer, I let go of the couch, ready to strike.

But before I could grab him and flip him over, he suddenly yelped in pain and clutched his hand.

“Ah-”

That familiar scent hit me a second before I spotted him.

Truman had appeared out of nowhere and got to Preston before I could.

Wearing all black and looking like he couldn’t care less, he gave off that unmistakable Alpha aura–strong, calm, and commanding.

He had Preston’s arms locked behind his back. If he pushed a little harder, Preston’s palms would be facing the wrong direction.

I stayed where I was and watched.

The way Truman always showed up at just the right time went far beyond my expectations.

Then, I remembered his injury and glanced at his waist.

His wolf couldn’t have fully recovered, and those wounds wouldn’t have healed that fast. That move probably ripped them right open again. They were probably already bleeding.

For some reason, that made my chest tighten.

Preston looked like he was in agony, all pathetic, but he still didn’t seem to recognize Truman as an Alpha and kept cursing, struggling like a fool.

“Who are you? How dare you mess with me?! Do you want to die in the Cyclone Pack?!”

Truman stayed calm, but his eyes were ice-cold. “If your wolf is too weak to sense my rank, then maybe check with your dad. He’ll tell you if I’ve earned the right to put you in your place.”

I sneered at Preston. “Let’s be real. Your family is only where they are now because you made some cash through rock betting, turned your back on the werewolf clans, and teamed up with those shady witches from the Skyhawk Syndicate.

“Don’t even bring up the Hanovers. The Skyhawk Syndicate means nothing to us as well. We could crush them without breaking a sweat.”

Honestly, I’d been waiting for a chance to take down that traitorous family for betraying the werewolves.

Preston’s face twitched with fear for a second, but he tried to stay calm. He argued, “Who told you that? We never teamed up with them!”

I didn’t bother replying. I slipped past him and Truman, stepping to the side.

Who was I? I wasn’t only the Alpha of the Shadow Pack, but I also held big roles in top organizations and had access to info all over the werewolf world. Digging up dirt like that was easy for me.

I rolled my eyes at Preston, then turned to Truman.

That was when I got a good idea.