After Breaking The Mark His Desperate Chase (Sarah) novel Chapter 225

Chapter 214 

In the past four years I swore to myself one thing. 

I swore to fight with the strength I lacked in the past. 

The strength I needed to save Lila. 

The strength I needed to save Bentley. 

I swore to myself I’d fight with my human side. The side that failed me four years ago when 

I couldn’t shift. The side that was far too weak to be considered Luna material. The side that 

had been stepped on and mocked. I swore to myself I would never shift unless absolutely 

necessary. 

I swore to fight with the strength of not only wolf, but human. 

Today I broke my promise. 

The minute he said those words. 

Those seven god–forsaken words- 

I broke my oath. 

I shifted. 

It’s almost amazing how one thing can change everything. 

How one smile can make someone’s day. 

How one “good morning” can lift someone’s mood when everything seems to be going all 

wrong. 

How a comforting hand to the shoulder can pry open the hurricane of bottled emotions of 

someone who got too tired of lying through their teeth to say, “I’m fine“. 

How one conversation can either make or break someone’s impression of you. 

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It’s almost funny how one little thing, one little gesture, one conversation can change everything in a matter of seconds. 

“How did it feel to lose a child?” 

It’s funny how one act of stupidity can break years of restraint. 

“Someone get her off!” 

ophie’s shrill shriek rang down the cave, the sound of panic brewing alongside hers as tension quickly filtered through the air. Through the murky mess that was my mind, I could sense the turmoil in the thick atmosphere. The anxiety, the uncertainty of what to do, the confusion, the shock, the heavy weight of pressure and the fear. 

Fear was the most palpable. 

neck, the power 

The abundance of it leaks from under me. The tensity coils around overwhelming me coursing through my veins. Madness and chaos and insanity pulling at the seams of my composure. And the trembling weight of anger fed into my thirst for blood. 

So much so I could almost taste it on the tip of my tongue. 

Amidst all the panic and chaos, and all kinds of murderous thoughts running through my mind, I was hanging on. Just barely, but I was. I was clinging to the last fragment of sanity I had left. I was half conscious. Half there and half not, slipping in–between reigning control over my enraged wolf or having it taken from me. For the first time in a while, my wolf had 

demanded control. 

Control she was vehemently fighting me for. 

The tug of war between us, however, was not enough to distract me from the terror in Benicio’s eyes. The sheer fear rolling off of him in waves as my paws dug into his ribcage and canines pulled up into a snarl. The bloodlust driving my wolf into pure untamed resentment burns me at my core. Encourages me to do what could not be taken back. 

It would be so easy. 

So easy to end it all. 

And as cruel and sadistic as it would be, the satisfying crunch of his bones under my claws 

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stroked my interest. My wolf’s ears perked. Her tail begins to swish with intrigue and I find myself having a harder time to hold onto those reigns. The reigns that was the only thing keeping me from ripping into him. 

Warning growls resonate over all of us, a warning to those watching if anyone should interrupt, he would lose his life. Growls I recognized from Raizel. That deep, rumbling roar that would make anyone recoil in fear and submit dutifully. It was that split second where 

my attention went elsewhere. It was that sound of his fierce threat that pulled me out of my 

stupor. That elicited an emotion other than anger from deep down in the pit of my stomach. 

But the anger was too strong. 

My rage was unyielding. 

And I finally gave into the temptation of killing him. 

Of killing the man who shared my blood but was someone I could never recognize as my 

father. 

“Don’t just stand there! Do something!”