Chapter Forty-Three
It was brutal but just another fight they had to win. As Sly stood the heel of his boot onto the Beta's neck he knew it was over for them. Their Alpha was gone, they had no direction. He was getting their pack back, their home back then he needed to get his brother. Sly's large foot pressed harder down onto the neck of the Beta who wheezed under the pressure "Yo....You're t-to late" he stuttered out but attempted to chuckle. "For what?" Sly questioned leaning closer an eyebrow-raising out of curiosity at the man's sudden amusement. His bloodied and beaten face holding a dark grin. "For you're brother, Kingsly" he chuckled again which caused Sly to press down harder the Beta automatically letting out a strained breath "d--didn't you he-hear?" he spoke breathlessly "y-you're grandfather I-
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