Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen

They rushed towards her determined to restrain her again and without moving a muscle she glowed brilliantly as she generated her power towards them flinging them against the walls so hard their necks snapped with a loud crack killing them instantly. She was tired of being the plaything of these males so without a backward glance she made her way out of the dungeon and followed her nose, it wasn’t difficult to locate Phoenix. He was sat on a huge throne in the main hall with a handful of his guards standing behind him while in front of him was Loki chained and held on his knees by two of the guards a gun held to his head. Her sharp intake of breath made him look up at her and as she glanced around she saw that on Phenix's knee was her precious golden son, Jon-Luc

‘Well, well nice of you to join us, Golden Wolf. Just in time to see me dispose of this unwanted piece of trash.’

He drawled holding the frightened child up by his legs but Jon-Luc remained silent, already, young as he was, he