Chapter 17

Luther's POV

Zuka growled at the idiot, floating in the air.

"You bastard!" I snarled at him as my eyes flashed wolf.

No one dared to lie to me, even if it would cause their life

"And you–!" I convulsed him with all The strength I had, making him quake.

" Who amongst you fools, wants to replace this crappy idiot?" I questioned with my gaze scanning through the frightened face of the warriors.

The sudden silence that flooded the air enraged Zuka.

"Coward!!" I yelled between gritted teeth.

"I won't repeat myself again, you come now–or never!" I spoke in a low gravelly tone.

Two warriors stepped out hastily with an evil smirk.

I scoffed out

"signing up for your death— fool!" I muttered in my head.

"Take the knife and slit his throat!" I instructed, not minding the sudden change of the expressions on their faces.

The first fellow was hesitant to pull out his knife, the other did and lunged towards me, slitting the neck of the bastards who was still struggling to let loose fro