Chapter 420 Book 4 Battle For The Throne

• “This can end now,” Hawke beta whispered to me like the devil’s advocate. My mate was in terrible shape and they knew I would do anything – anything to help out but I was not a fool. If I surrendered on behalf of my mate, all of this would be over – over for us. “What would it be, Amethyst?”
• He was lying. I knew he was lying. The soft voice whispering to me was false – wrong. Despair almost had me nodding, agreeing with his terms so they would let my mate go but he was the Alpha King, not I. Surrendering his seat was as good as declaring him dead, betraying him. So even though he had several bruises decorating his face, even though blood oozed from a deep wound in his chest, even though he had to fight over twenty wolves in this condition, I could not tap out on his behalf.
• As I watched with my eyes wide, unwilling to miss even the tiniest of his movement, he stomped hard on a wolf’s shin, breaking its ankle. They fought in their human forms but it was not any less deadly than fighting in wolf form.