CHAPTER HUNDRED AND NINETY - NINE - EVERYTHING HE HOLDS DEAR.

Mateo’s eyes blazed with frustration, his fangs bared. “ Send a message regardless, and while we wait with bated breaths, we have no choice but to fight! We fight until we cannot lift a sword or swing a paw.” The battle raged on around them, the cries of the injured and dying mingling with the snarls and howls of the shadow fangs. As Mateo’s gaze swept across the battlefield, a flash of movement in the shadows caught his eye. There, amidst the swirl of darkness and fur, was the lone figure that had ordered the attack. And as Mateo’s eyes followed the path of the figure’s steps, his stomach dropped. The manor. Isabella. Abuela. Marisol. They were all still there, unaware of the attack. Mateo’s heart pounded like thunder in his chest as he realized the full horror of the plan. This was why Alvarez Garcia had been made to take the fall. Alvarez Garcia — he had never been the target of those allegations levered on him. He had been a distraction all along, the celebration of a n