Chapter 82• • • • • • • • • • • • •After hours of navigating the winding roads, the weary travelers eventually arrived at their destination—an enchanting cabin nestled in the serene surroundings. This cozy retreat, owned by Evelyn, proved to be conveniently close to the complex where Selena's father was confined. The anticipation and tension lingered as they approached the cabin, their refuge for the impending challenges that awaited them in the pursuit of securing Selena's father's freedom.With a determined tone, Evelyn gestured to the group, her hand signaling towards the inviting cabin. "Alright, everyone, let's get inside," she announced, a sense of urgency underlining her words. The metallic click of the key turning in the lock echoed through the crisp air as Evelyn deftly unlocked the door, bestowing upon them the long-awaited passage into the refuge within. The creak of the door hinges accompanied the feeling of anticipation, granting them entry into the sanctuary that would

Chapter 84• • • • • • • • • • • • • •Sebastian's voice echoed with anguish as he stood defiantly before the pack's gate, the weight of despair etched across his face. "Satana!" he cried out, a plea laced with desperation, his companions mirroring the intensity of his emotions.Levi bellowed at the top of his lungs, "Come out here, old man!" The resonance of his voice reverberated, carrying a challenge filled with a mix of boldness and impatience.• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •The door creaked open, unveiling Satana seated sternly behind his desk in the office. "What is it?" he inquired, his expression firm, directing his attention to the attendant who had burst in unannounced. "You should have a good reason for barging in like that," he added, his face conveying a blend of authority and curiosity, demanding an explanation."Your son, and the others," the attendant began urgently, their voice carrying a hint of urgency, "they're at the gate.""Sebastian? He's alive?" Satana exclaim

Chapter 86• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •Levi and Sebastian, their bodies drenched in perspiration after an arduous workout, wearily trudged towards the welcoming sanctuary of the pack house. The weariness of physical exertion lingered in the air as they sought solace in the promise of a rejuvenating shower. The cascade of warm water provided a comforting release, washing away the strain of their exercise and revitalizing their fatigued muscles.Emerging from their individual sanctuaries of steam and refreshment, Levi and Sebastian reconvened in the familiar haven of their hangout room. The dim glow of ambient lighting accentuated the camaraderie that awaited them within. As they opened the door, the room seemed to come alive with the laughter and chatter of their companions, creating an atmosphere brimming with familiarity and connection.As Selena gazed into Levi's eyes, curiosity etched across her face, she inquired about the progress of his training. Her words hung in the air, a

Chapter 88• • • • • • • • • • • • • • •A resonant echo lingered in the air as the bell's metallic chime reverberated through the arena, signaling the commencement of the bout. Yet, an electrifying stillness enveloped the ring. In a tense tableau, the trio of men remained frozen, caught in a suspended moment of anticipation, each locked in their formidable attacking stance.The crowd, a collective pulse of anticipation, held its breath in a symphony of silence. The sea of faces in the stands mirrored a mosaic of emotions—excitement, suspense, and a shared yearning for the impending clash to unfold. As the seconds ticked by, the air seemed to crackle with an energy that transcended the physical realm, an unspoken agreement that the arena was on the verge of witnessing something extraordinary.In this tableau of anticipation, the fighters' stances spoke volumes. Tension etched across their faces, a canvas revealing the internal calculations and the unspoken dialogue between combatants.

Chapter 90• • • • • • • • • • • • •In the aftermath of the chaotic events, Sebastian's plea sliced through the air, laden with desperation. "Levi, do something," he implored, his voice a quiver of anguish as he cradled his father's form in his trembling hands. Tears streamed down his face, a silent testament to the profound grief that gripped his heart.Levi, once a pillar of strength, faced the heart-wrenching reality before him. "Sorry, he's gone," he uttered, the weight of sorrow etched in his voice. A solitary tear, a poignant teardrop, escaped Levi's eyes, marking an acknowledgment of loss and an expression of the profound emotions coursing through him.In the somber scene, the arena transformed into a theater of mourning. Sebastian's grip tightened, a futile attempt to hold on to the slipping moments. The air seemed heavy with grief, the silence punctuated only by the stifled sobs and the echoes of the emotional storm that raged within.The profound loss, encapsulated in the d