Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 186

Chapter 186: Escape Chapter 186: Escape NB: Chapters Unedited.

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************** CHAPTER 186 ~Author’s POV~ The shrill ringtone pierced the tense silence of the dense forest, and all six pairs of predatory eyes snapped toward the sound.

Kane glanced down at his phone, his breath hitching when he saw Kylian’s name flashing on the screen.

“Shit,” he muttered under his breath, cursing his carelessness.

Without hesitation, he bolted, the warriors springing into action the moment he moved.

The forest came alive with the sound of snapping branches and pounding feet.

Kane zigzagged through the dense foliage, his chest heaving as he pushed himself to the limit.

Behind him, the warriors closed the distance with unrelenting precision.

Draven, however, had other plans.

He darted off to the side, his movements eerily silent as he disappeared into the shadows.

Kane’s heart raced as he caught a glimpse of the trees thinning up ahead.

Relief surged through him when he realized he was nearing the edge of the forest.

Almost there.

But just as the thought crossed his mind, the sound of feet skidding on dirt caught his attention.

Kane turned his head to see one of the warriors flanking him, claws bared and aiming for his legs.

Kane snarled, twisting his body to avoid the attack, but the brief distraction cost him.

Another warrior lunged from his left, landing a powerful blow to his ribs.

Kane grunted, the impact forcing him to stumble, but he quickly regained his footing.

“You’ll have to do better than that!” he spat, baring his teeth.

The warriors didn’t respond, their eyes cold and unyielding as they surrounded him.

Kane’s sharp gaze flicked around, searching for an opening.

“Cornered already?” one of them taunted, stepping forward.

Kane smirked darkly.

“Not yet.” With a snarl, he lunged at the nearest warrior, claws raking across his chest.

The man howled in pain, staggering backward, but Kane didn’t stop.

He spun, delivering a powerful kick to another warrior’s knee, forcing him to the ground.

The remaining four warriors surged forward, their coordinated movements making it clear they were no strangers to combat.

Kane ducked under a swipe aimed at his head, delivering a sharp uppercut to the assailant’s jaw.

He was fast-faster than they anticipated-and stronger than most lone wolves they’d faced.

But even as he landed blow after blow, it was clear he was being overwhelmed.

A powerful strike to his side sent him crashing into a tree, the bark splintering under the force.

He groaned, blood dripping from a gash on his forehead as he pushed himself up.

“Impressive,” one of the warriors admitted, wiping blood from his split lip.

“But it won’t be enough.” Kane’s eyes flicked toward the distant road where his car waited.

If he could just reach it, he could escape.

Taking a deep breath, he summoned the last of his strength and bolted, using his claws to propel himself forward.

He’d almost reached the treeline when a shadow dropped from above, landing directly in his path.

Draven.

The Beta’s piercing green eyes glinted with lethal intent, his stance steady and unyielding.

“Think you can run?” Draven asked, his tone calm but menacing.

Kane’s lips curled into a sneer.

“I managed to evade all of you for this long, so yes.” “Wrong answer,” Draven muttered.

With a low growl, Draven lunged.

Kane barely managed to sidestep, raising his claws to defend himself as the two collided.

The forest echoed with the sounds of snarls and claws meeting flesh.

Draven was relentless, his movements precise and calculated.

Kane quickly realized this wasn’t an ordinary Beta-Draven’s strength and speed were on par with an Alpha’s.

“What is an Alpha wolf doing serving as a Beta?” Kane taunted, dodging a swipe aimed at his throat.

Draven’s eyes narrowed, his claws slicing through the air with deadly accuracy.

“My personal affairs aren’t the business of a dead man.” He lunged again, this time aiming directly for Kane’s throat.

Kane barely managed to deflect the blow, stumbling backward as he gasped for air.

The sound of approaching footsteps made Kane’s heart sink.

The other warriors had regrouped and were closing in fast.

Desperation surged through him as he reached down, grabbing a handful of dirt and tossing it into Draven’s eyes.

Draven recoiled with a sharp snarl, his hands flying to his face as he staggered back.

Kane didn’t wait.

He took off toward the road, his lungs burning as he pushed himself harder than ever before.

“Catch him!” Draven’s command echoed through the forest, his voice dripping with rage.

“Break his legs if you have to!” Kane growled under his breath, cursing his luck as the warriors closed in.

The road was still too far, and the relentless pursuit made it clear he wouldn’t reach his car in time.

The trees thinned suddenly, revealing a sheer cliff overlooking a vast ocean.

Kane skidded to a halt, his chest heaving as he stared down at the churning waters below.

Damn it!

He glanced over his shoulder, the sound of footsteps growing louder.

The warriors were almost upon him, their determined expressions making it clear there was no escape.

Kane’s jaw clenched as he weighed his options.

“I won’t let them drag me back like some beaten dog,” he muttered.

Taking a deep breath, he bit his lip hard enough to draw blood, steeling himself for what came next.

With one last glance at the advancing warriors, he dove off the edge.

The wind roared in his ears as he plummeted toward the water, the cold spray stinging his skin.

When he hit the surface, the impact was brutal, knocking the air from his lungs.

He struggled against the pull of the waves, his limbs burning as he fought to stay afloat.

Above, the warriors reached the cliff’s edge, their faces etched with frustration.

“He jumped,” one of them muttered.

Moments later, Draven emerged from the trees, his hands still covering his dirt-streaked eyes.

“Beta Draven, your eyes,” one of the warriors said, concern lacing his tone.

Draven waved him off.

“They’ll heal.

I can still smell him.” He turned toward the cliff, his chest heaving as he inhaled deeply, his sharp senses scanning the air.

“Don’t just stand there,” he barked.

“Call for reinforcements.

Search the coastline.

I want every inch of this area combed.

Find him.” The warriors nodded, splitting off to carry out his orders as Draven stood at the edge, his expression unreadable.

“You won’t escape me, Kane,” he muttered.

“Not for long.”