Chapter 593 Blood and Vows

    Tessa’s eyes turned icy cold. “Can’t talk now. I’ve got something to take care of:

    Landon was still ten minutes out. For now, she was on her own.

    “I’ll be there soon!” he replied, still unaware of the dater attacker had used a silenced pistol. bHanging /bup, he focused on the road. His gaze fell on the bouquet,

    spread across his face.

    Meanwhile, the assassins stepped out from the s

    of roses in the passenger seat, and a soft bsmile /b

    of them, elite–ranked across the werewolf

    At the sight of them, something ancient stirred within her. The blood of the white wolf surged through her veins, and a savage grin tugged at the corner of her lips.

    It had been too long since she’d indulged in a real fight. Ever since she met Landon, she hadn’t unleashed the primal power that once defined her.

    “Who sent you?” she asked, standing still, utterly calm. A faint pulse of white wolf dominance radiated from her, enough to make the killers‘ movements stall for a moment.

    The blond man leading them gave a low chuckle. “Does it matter who paid? All that matters is your blife’s /bworth enough.”

    “You want my life?” Her grin turned sharper. “Then let’s see if you’ve got the balls to take it.”

    Before thest word left her mouth, sheunched forward from the building’s shadow–fast as lightning. In ia /ish, she was on the smallest of the five, a woman named Keiko.

    Her fingers locked around Keiko’s wrist, twisting it brutally. Bone cracked with a sickening snap. The silenced gun ttered to the ground.

    Tessa drove her knee into Keiko’s ribs and flung her to the

    pavement.

    The remaining four raised their guns, but she’d already rolled behind the corner of a wall. Her fingers wrapped around the gun and she fired.

    The hiss of a silenced shot. A silver bullet punched cleanly through the temple of the man on the far left.

    “John!” the leader shouted, shock and panic flàring in his eyes.

    These were top–tier assassins. But Tessa moved like nothing they’d ever seen. Her reflexes, her control over silver–it was monstrous.

    “She’s not a normal werewolf! She’s awakened a rare wolf spirit!” someone cried out. No ordinary wolf could fight like this.

    Tessa checked the mag: seven silver bullets left.

    More than enough.

    She moved like a shadowb, /bsenses razor–sharp. The white wolf blood gave her an bedge /bover beverything /bsound, scent, motion. She could hear their breathb, /bbtaste /btheir fear.

    The leader was trying to organize a three–way pincer move–but he didn’t bsee /bbher /bbnking /b

    Chapter 593 Blood and Vows

    Another soft hiss. A bullet struck Keiko square between the eyes. Her lifeless body slumpedb, /bbeyes /bstill bwide /b

    “Fuck!” The leader mmed a fist against the wall. Two down in ten minutes–that had never bhappened /bbefore. “Spread out! Burn her ammo!”

    But just as they moved, Tessa dropped down from

    above.

    White wolf dominance surged. The moment’s hesitation it caused was all she needed.

    One shot–clean to the throat.

    Another assassin dropped.

    Thest three were trembling now, nerves unraveling fast.

    And then–a screech of tires tore through the night.

    Landon’s car hadn’t even fully stopped when he burst out. The scent of blood and silver hit him like ba /bpunch to the chest, his heart stuttering in his chest.

    He spotted Tessa standing in the shadows.

    In two strides, he was in front of her, hands on her cheeks, fingers trembling as he scanned her face. “Are you hurt? Let me see!”

    She pressed his hands down gently and shook her head. “I’m fine. Not even a scratch.”

    He confirmed it with his own eyes–no wounds, no blood. Relief rushed in–only to be swallowed instantly by rage.

    He turned.

    The three surviving assassins were frozen in ce.

    Then it hit them–a tidal wave of pressure as the ancient ck obsidian bloodline of the ink–crystal shadow wolf exploded from Landon’s core.

    It was heavier, darker, more suffocating than the white wolf’s force. A sheer, devastating power rippled through the air like liquid nightfall. The three assassins copsed where they stood, unable even to lift their heads.

    “Fools,” Landon said, his voice cold and sharp as ss.

    In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the blond leader.

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