The Final Showdown

~SLOAN'S POV~

Behind him, I saw the guards lying unconscious on the floor. “Did Trager really think a couple of guards could protect you from me?”

“You shouldn't be here. Leave or I'll scream.” I said.

“Scream, let me hear you.” He dared me. Frankly, I was scared of what he'd do to me. I could still feel how sore my neck was. I didn't want to feel more pain. So I screamed in my mind, hoping Trager would hear me.

“You have a gift. Something that can be used for greatness. Yet you are satisfied for something as low as becoming a weak alpha's luna.” He chuckled.

“He is not weak. He proved that with you a few hours ago, remember?” I retorted.