Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 133 5 55 vouchers Lucas Before anyone could react, I wrapped one hand around Arthur's neck and lifted him effortlessly off the ground. His legs dangled helplessly in the air as his face turned a deep, ugly red, his mouth opening and closing as he desperately gasped for air that wouldn't come. People stumbled back in terror, creating distance as if afraid my presence alone would kill them. Even Silas and Evelyn looked stunned, their eyes wide as they stared at me. Silas was the first to move, jumping to his feet as he looked at me with alarm.

"Lucas," he said urgently, "what are you doing?" I didn't even glance at him. "I'm about to send him to the underworld," I replied indifferently, as if discussing something trivial. Evelyn stood up as well, her hands clenched tightly at her sides. "No," she said, her voice shaking but firm. "You can't do that." The woman standing beside Arthur nodded frantically, her fear barely contained. "Y-Yes, Lady Sienna won't let this matter go," she added quickly, as if invoking a name might somehow save him. I let out a soft, amused laugh.

"I can't do that?" I echoed, genuinely entertained by the idea. How amusing it was, these people telling a phoenix what he could and couldn't do. My grip tightened around Arthur's neck, his struggles growing weaker. "I don't care about the consequences," I said calmly. "And I certainly don't care what they'll try to do. If they dare act, I'll simply take all their lives." A deep, oppressive aura erupted from me, heavy with killing intent, filling the room.

People groaned in pain as it pressed down on them, one by one collapsing to their knees, unable to breathe properly under the pressure, everyone except Silas and Evelyn, whom I deliberately spared. Silas opened his mouth, clearly about to argue again, but before he could say a word, Evelyn spoke. "If you kill him," she said sharply, "no more food for you." I froze. The aura vanished instantly, as if it had never existed. I released Arthur without hesitation, letting him crash to the floor in a coughing, gasping heap.

The room seemed to exhale all at once as people finally caught their breath, fear still etched deep into their faces. I looked down at the trembling man, then glanced away, clicking my tongue softly. ...How troublesome. "Well," I said casually, "I guess I'll be having a lot to e eat then." Silas stared at me like I had suddenly grown another head, clearly still trying to process the whiplash between my killing intent and my current relaxed mood. Evelyn, on the other hand, merely shook her head, a familiar look of resignation crossing her face. "As expected," she said quietly.

"Food really is your weakness." Arthur was still on the floor, gasping desperately for air, his chest heaving violently as he tried to recover from the brink of 20:1 Fri, Feb Chapter 133 E55 vouchers death. The woman rushed to his side, crouching down to check on him in a panic. When she realized he was still alive, relief flashed through her eyes, only to be replaced by pure hatred as she glared up at me. "You," she snapped, her voice trembling with fury. "Just you wait. I'll make sure you regret this.

Lady Sienna-" "Stop." Arthur grabbed her wrist with shaking fingers before she could finish. She turned to him in disbelief, but when she saw the terror in his eyes, her expression faltered. "Let's leave," Arthur said hoarsely, his voice barely holding together. She frowned. "Huh? Why?" Arthur swallowed hard, his gaze flicking toward me for only a fraction of a second before he looked away again. "W-we can never bully them," he whispered. "That man... he's more dangerous than anyone I've ever seen in my life. Let's leave.

Now." The woman hesitated, then slowly nodded, fear finally outweighing her anger. Together, they struggled to their feet and left, followed quickly by the others who had been watching, none of them daring to linger any longer. Evelyn blinked in shock, watching them disappear. "Woah... they really left. I didn't expect that." "Me neither," Silas admitted, still looking stunned. I ignored the aftermath entirely, stretching my arms above my head with a lazy yawn.

"Now then," I said, turning my attention back to what actually mattered, "you can feed me, Evelyn." She looked at me for a moment, and instead of her usual wary frown, she smiled warmly. "Yes," she said. "I'll feed you as much as you want, Lucas." I glanced between her and Silas, something unfamiliar stirring faintly in my chest. Well, maybe not all werewolves were bad after all. And yet, even as I settled back into comfort, my thoughts drifted unwillingly to that troublesome woman. I wondered what kind of chaos she was causing now.

****** Ian I leaned against the wall, my posture relaxed as I observed the scene unfolding before me. My expression remained unreadable, calm to the point of indifference, yet there was a brief flash of interest in my eyes that I did not bother to hide. "That man," I said slowly, my voice even, "who brought him here?" Cross was still breathing hard, the lingering pressure of that overwhelming aura clearly having taken its toll on him. He glanced at me, noticing how unaffected I was, and muttered under his breath, "As expected, you're not affected at all." "It was Selene." He said louder.

"I see." My tone was calm, but my thoughts were already racing far ahead. So it really was her. It seemed my little sister was far more dangerous, and far more interesting, than she let the world believe. To think she would drag something so terrifying into the temple, all while wearing that harmless façade, stirred something close to 20:14 Fri, Feb 6 M. Chapter 133 amusement within me. How amusing. སཊྛཱ5) 57 55 vouchers I pushed myself off the wall and straightened. "While I continue searching for Selene," I said, "make sure no one bullies her people." Cross immediately nodded.

"And Lady Sienna's servants?" "Give them one hundred beatings for this incident," I replied without hesitation. "Yes, brother," Cross said, bowing his head. I turned and walked away, my steps unhurried but resolute. I was obsessed with my little sister, and I would rather die than become someone she hated because I failed to protect what mattered to her. From this moment onward, no one would harm my precious sister, or those she cared about.

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