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Next, Zayn walked towards Drake before grabbing his collar and pinning him down on the table. Drake was so shocked by Zayn’s fierce performance that his alcohol flush instantly receded and his face became pale. His body was shivering as he could not stop swallowing his saliva. “Oi, I’m warning you not to act rashly. I’m the young master of the Ladon Group and my father’s Maximus Rivera, so if you lay a finger on me…” Before he could even finish speaking, Zayn had already delivered a slap squarely on his face. The sound of the blow was very crisp and Drake was completely stunned. “You ramble too much. Did I give you permission to speak?”

Even Max's poisonous claws couldn't hurt him. Every time Seth's energy or strength was drained by a punch, kick, or resistance from Drake and Max, it would return as soon as he pointed his palm at one of them. Now, the positions were reversed. Two against one, but Seth seemed to be in a position to win. Drake stepped aside from the arena. His breathing was labored. Although he was an immortal being, he was old and could lose, especially when dealing with a lycan who could suck the enemy's power, like Seth. No matter what he did, defeat kept coming his way.

It's because of my reputation that no one likes to get associated with him. “We’ll play with you,” Dory says and nudges Drake with her elbow, who seems lost in his thoughts. “Right?” She points a sharp look at him, one that forces him to agree. “Yeah, yeah. Right. We will,” Drake says, much to his annoyance. “Do you play beer pong–Ow!” Drake holds his foot, his facial features contorting into pain as Dory steps into his foot, almost accidentally. “We’ll play what you like,” Dory tells Ezra with a forced smile, holding back her anger at Drake.

“Fight for your freedom, our family, and our pack. Believe me, the rest will come by as we go, but we can’t give them the benefit of doubt.” The podium suddenly roared with screams and cheers and frowning, both Blake and I looked up to find Drake walking out of the hall. His eyes were filled with light and excitement despite his obvious weakness, and I had to fight back shaking my head at his sight. The man was playing a game of fire, and that was something that he couldn’t see; however, at this point, I knew that he was blinded by the witches, and Jaiden who seemed to be playing a dark game. The man was breaking everything that his ancestors worked on by making this deal with the witches, a

I hear several footsteps and screams, step out of the room, find Drake sitting in his chair with his head tilted back. "What's happened? " "He tried to hit me, but Zack was walking by and stopped him. " I let out a sigh and place a kiss on the top of his skull. "That guy's crazy, I don't want him to hurt you. " "No the one who will hurt them is me! "

Drake called out. The two men looked at one another and placed their heads down in shame. It was their intent to destroy Blake as he was breaking through. “Great Dragon, will you interfere in this life-and-death battle?” The First Prince asked bravely. “I’m only his protector during this time. After he will not need me. I shall not interfere in petty human trifles.” Drake replied, sending a wave of sighs. If Drake had battled, it would have ended for Mayou and Gun Dan instantly, but he has already said he would not interfere in the battle but only protect as Blake makes his breakthrough.

I looked over to check on Ryder. The speed, energy and power produced by this fight wouldn’t allow anyone other than a full-blooded god to intervene. I couldn’t help even though I desperately wanted to. It’s all up to Ryder now, and how is he producing this much energy? Why is Zeus letting this happen? I looked back over to Drake’s body just as he crumbled to dust. He is slowly getting blown away by all the power flowing around him. I’m so sorry Drake! He had taken that strike to save me. Tears slid down my cheek. All I could do was watch as the man I love fights my battle for me. Why couldn’t I have been stronger than this? Why? I felt a tug on my arm.

I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text. “Hey, I am leaving now. Can you pick me up at the usual?” “Yeah baby, I can’t wait to see your fine ass.” Drake replied to my message. I walked out of the packhouse and got into my little red sports car. I drove about thirty minutes until I came up to the usual park and ride where I leave my car to get on Drake's bike. I see him standing near his black ZX -6 Ninja. It has 125 horsepower and a top speed of 160mph. It’s a damn sexy bike. I love watching him in the street races. He has yet to be beaten. I want a crotch rocket too. Daddy threatened every local bike dealer around. They all say I can’t handle that much speed, just because I am a female.

It strikes them all with such force that it blows them all back into the wall of the cliff. Afterward, they peel off the wall of the cliff and tumble into the ocean, like ragdolls. “I could so have a little fun with this,” Drake says to himself. He then forms a sword made out of lightning. He charges at the remaining sea monsters and starts slicing them all to pieces. They prove to be no match for him at all. After fighting his way to the front of the cave, as he is getting ready to enter, he hears a strange sound. Then all of a sudden, he is hit with such force that it throws him back and into the air. He hits the water’s surface hard but recovers quickly. He looks up and sees tentacles c

Before I could answer, he continued. "I said I would fix everything then why would you want to leave me?" "What if something bad happened to you?" He rested his head on my neck and I could feel it getting wet. "Don't ever scare me like that.Without you I am nothing..." "I am okay Drake.I just got shot..." I rubbed his back soothingly.I could see Jordan looking at us confusingly. I bet he didn't understand how a simple girl like me had such an effect on a celebrity like Drake.It happens brother.