ENDURING {Sequel to Everlasting} ❗️EDITING ❗️

Chapter 37 - Part B

"There's no elders...no Hardin, no one to stop you. We can have a do-over, no rules or forfeits." I tell him, remaining a safe distance.

"Weapons?" Markus narrows his eyes into slits, nodding towards my leather jacket.

Am I that predictable?

"Once your men let them all go, I'll give you the gun." I state firmly, my hands in the air so he knows I'm not making any attempt to reach for the gun.

Markus stares for a long moment of silence, weighing out the options. I am very skilled with my gun, I can shoot at least five of his men dead before one of them reaches me.

"Release them." Markus growls the order, and his men instantly let go of the children and women.

"Gun, now." Markus sneers, three of his wolves coming forwards slowly, blocking my shot to their Alpha.

"Seb, take everyone inside the house. Lottie will take you the the safe place, don't open the door for anyone except the Elders or Hardin." I sharply demand, slowly reaching for my gun.

"Kali-"

"Do it, Seb." I order icily.

Considering he doesn't question it, I assume he's gone, leading everyone to safety. As long as I know the pups and mommas are safe from Markus, I'm good.

"Slowly." Markus snarls.

I hold the gun so it's facing me, emptying out the bullets onto the grass before tossing the gun aside. There's no way they'd let me make a move with it loaded.

"Jacket." He demands.

I do as he says, removing my jacket and throwing it aside, revealing my weapon less form.

"Are your men going to join you in beating me? Or will you do it by yourself like a man?" I question with a dirty glare, tilting my head side to side as I attempt to stretch out my body.

The last beating is still fresh in my mind, and despite my words I'm not exactly jumping with joy at the idea of being half butchered.

"Like it'll take more than me." Markus spits on the grass, signalling his utter disgust and disrespect for me.

I felt my blood boil. How dare he? Where is Hardin?

His fist is sudden and fast, colliding with my jaw so brutally hard that I'm taken off my feet. My head bounces off the grass harshly, and I let out a small grunt. The pain ignites something within me, something that roars to life with familiar rage.

"Is that really all you've got, Markus?" I breathe, sucking out the small amount of blood from the inside of my cheek and spitting it out.

I was about to grab the gun and slide in a bullet, when I'm yanked roughly by my upper arm and dragged to my feet.

I duck quickly, kicking him square in the dick. Markus goes down for a split second before he recovers, like his genitals are made from steel or something. What a fucking asshole. I thought as his fist buries deep within my intestines.

"Motherfucking prick." I hiss, gripping his shoulder in order to manage the pain of his punch.

There's definitely no holding back, it's all raw Alpha fuel hitting me right now. My fragile human body, my skin heats slowly, my vision sharpening.

Markus tosses me around like a child would a doll, smashing my head off every surface available. I could feel my blood trickling in multiple places, and every inch of me throbs like a bitch. Markus just chuckles and makes jokes with his wolves, and I know that he's making a statement by beating me like this.