Alex White POV
Kevin growled as the bullet from Deviant's gun pierced my stomach. Is it painful? It certainly feels like it, but not as excruciating as I expected.
It's more like a needle pricking me in the stomach, definitely not enough to kill me, if that's what this despicable Deviant thinks he can achieve.
"Take Silva away from here. I don't want to hear another word. Just get her out of here," I gritted my teeth, glaring at Deviant, who will undoubtedly meet his end today.
No one gets away with harming me, that's for damn sure.
"Alpha Alex..." Kevin tried to speak or argue back.
I turned my head and locked eyes with Kevin, hoping he understood the signal. If not, things won't be fine. Before dealing with Deviant, I don't want to deal with my own Beta who's pushing my buttons.
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