Chapter 317: The Boss of Drakon Claw

Hayley’s POV:

Thomas looked at me with a mix of shame and relief, his careful concealment of my Alpha identity unwavering. He simply called out, “Boss!”

Seeing he was unharmed, the weight pressing on my chest finally lifted. “I’m glad you’re okay,” I reassured him.

I turned to the scarred man and said, “I’ve brought the money; it’s in the car. I’ve seen the person I came for, and I’m taking him now.”

The scarred man burst into laughter. “As expected of Drakon Claw’s boss. If you want to leave, that’s fine. However, only one of you can go.”

“You bastard!” Thomas’s anger boiled over. “Boss, don’t trust this asshole! Let our people charge in and wipe them out!”

I remained silent, my eyes locked on the scarred man as I weighed my options, then made a decision. “Thomas, you go,” I commanded.

Thomas immediately protested. “I’m not leaving, Boss. If anyone goes, it’s you.”

I growled, my voice low and commanding. “I said, you go. Now. Right away. That’s an order!”

Thomas wanted to protest, but after meeting the full force of my commanding gaze, he fell silent for a moment, then nodded. “Fine, I’ll go.”

Without another word, he turned and walked out without anyone stopping him.

Once Thomas was gone, the scarred man fixed his gaze on me again. “Impressive. You’ve got guts. A woman with guts. No wonder you’re the boss of Drakon Claw.”

I didn’t have time to waste on his games. I fixed him with a cold, unwavering stare. “Speak. Which organization are you from? You think you can touch someone from Drakon Claw?”

The scarred man glared at me darkly, then slowly replied, “The organization doesn’t matter. What matters is that I will kill you today.”

Then, he pulled a gun from his pocket and aimed it directly at my forehead. “If you have any last words, now’s the time. I’ll be sure to pass them on to your Drakon Claw members.”

I remained calm, staring down the barrel of the gun without a trace of fear. I had been through a lot. I never feared anything when I went through life and death with the members of the Drakon Claw or led the Shadow Pack’s beta warriors in battle. I was certainly not afraid now.

“Many have tried to kill me, but none have succeeded. You won’t be the one to change that,” I said calmly.

With that, he pulled the trigger, aiming at me. But in the split second before he could fire, I drew my own gun, aiming straight at him. I shot first—two quick, precise shots.

The air was sliced by the sharp crack of the bullets, and with two resounding “pops,” I stopped his bullets mid-flight. The scarred man’s right hand was hit, and the gun dropped from his fingers, blood spilling onto the ground in an instant.

The scarred man stared at me in disbelief. “H-how did you do that? This is impossible!”

I couldn’t help but sneer inwardly. As an Alpha, my reflexes and speed were top-notch—far beyond anything an outlaw wolf like him could match. But he would never get the chance to know that I was an Alpha. Not in this life.

“I told you, many have tried to take my life, but not a single one has succeeded. You won’t be the exception,” I said coldly, my gaze sharp with disdain.

The scarred man pressed his hand against the wound, frustration and anger seeping into his voice. “You should consider yourself lucky this is the underground world. If we shift into wolf form, you’d never have the chance to fire that gun. As an Omega, you’d be no match for me.”

“I may not be able to kill you today, but mark my words, there will come a day when I’ll kill you myself!”

Seeing that he still dared to threaten me, I raised my gun once more, speaking slowly. “One thing about me—I never leave loose ends.”

Before he could react, I fired three quick shots, each one hitting its target.