The Third Person’s POV
Cena was in the proprietor's office, his head bent down. He stood before the school proprietor who sat on the chair. The proprietor stood up and walked up to his front.
"You have finally succeeded in making Amaya fall in love with you!" the proprietor exclaimed, a sinister smile playing on his lips.
Cena's brow furrowed in confusion. "What does my connection with Amaya have to do with anything? We had a deal, and I have been following through on it."
The proprietor leaned back in his chair, his gaze examining him. "Love is a powerful force, Cena. It can be used against our benefit.”
Cena's eyes narrowed in suspicion. He parted his lips slightly and said, "I am not playing games with her emotions. What do you mean?"
The proprietor chuckled. "You see, Cena, Amaya is more valuable than you realize. Her connection to powerful individuals within the pack makes her a valuable asset. We cannot afford her to be taken by that Jeremy boy or Jason. And this is why I gave you this assignment."
Cena's fists clenched, his patience wearing thin. "I agreed to work with you to uncover Amaya's hidden abilities. Exploiting her feelings is not part of the deal."
The proprietor waved a dismissive hand. "I won't let you manipulate me," Cena asserted, his voice firm. "Tell me about the guard's death. What do you know?"
The proprietor's gaze shifted to what he could not define. "I didn't know anything, son. The guard's death wasn't part of our plan. But sometimes sacrifices are necessary for the greater good," The proprietor said and laughed at him.
Cena's eyes flashed with anger and suspicion. "Greater good? You sent me on a mission, and I ended up unconscious. What were you doing during that time? Why didn't you intervene?"
The proprietor leaned forward, his gaze intense. "You are a vital tool to me, Son. I can't afford to lose you. I did my best to revive you. Moreover, you should have been smarter enough."
Anger surged through Cena as he processed the proprietor's words. "Lose me? I deserve to know the truth. What is the greater purpose you keep mentioning?"
"You can't keep avoiding the truth," Cena asserted, his eyes piercing. "Your wolf killed the guard. Confess, or I will expose your secret dealings."
The proprietor's expression remained unreadable, his composure unwavering. "Cena, you are treading on dangerous ground. Accusing me without evidence is a risky game."
Cena leaned forward, his frustration now crystal clear. "I know your secret, and I won't let you manipulate me any longer. Confess, or I will make sure I expose you."
"The guard's death wasn't part of the plan, Cena. Focused on your assignment!" The proprietor retorted.
Anger flared in Cena's eyes, his patience wearing thin. "I won't be part of your games any longer. If you don't confess, I will take matters into my own hands."
The proprietor leaned back in his chair and sneered, "You are free to make your choices, Cena, but remember, the consequences may be more than you are willing to bear. Now you can leave my office!"
Just as he pronounced, Cena turned to walk out of his office. As he turned to leave, the proprietor stopped him, and continued,
"And don't forget not to fall in love with her. Remember I pay you for that!" He landed. Cena sighed and walked out of his office.
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Jeremy gathered some boys secretly and lunged at the forest to fight Alex, Amaya's father for killing his mum. He thought Florida would be eliminated, but reverse was the case as she was released. This caused much pain to him and he could not wait to deal with Alex today. However, Amaya and Cena had rumors that Jeremy was sneaking out of the school to fight Alex.
Jeremy barged into the cabin. Of course, the security allowed him into the house because they had once seen him with Amaya. They guessed he was here for them, and not against them.
"You killed my mother, Alex," Jeremy screeched, his voice laced with anger as he roared behind Alex. Immediately, Alex's security guards wanted to attack him, but Alex stopped them. Alex turned around glaring at Jeremy like a baby dog.
Alex, standing firm, raised an eyebrow. "Oh, are you that bastard son she gave birth to?" he asked, daring Jeremy to make his move.
"You took everything from me!" Jeremy exclaimed, his fists clenched. "I won't rest until you pay for what you have done."
Without warning, Jeremy shifted to his wolf and lunged at Alex. The fight started with a scary move, the sound of blows blasting through the chamber. Alex countered Jeremy's attacks, each movement calculated with great precision.
As the fight reached its climax, Alex gained the upper hand, overpowering Jeremy with a swift and dangerous hook. He pinned Jeremy to the ground, his eyes flashing with sorrow. But Jeremy would never give up. He kept struggling to let go but he was overpowered.
"You are blinded by hatred, Jeremy. Your mother's death wasn't my doing. But now that you wish to die, I will make sure I send you to hell," Alex stated firmly and raised his claw to smack his face when Amaya's voice sneaked in.
"Dad, please stop!" Amaya screamed and rushed into the scene to deliver Jeremy from Alex." What are you doing, Amaya?" Cena asked and followed her.