The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1625

Once steadied, Shirley rallied her troops, spewing venomous commands.

“What are you waiting for? Attack together! Show no mercy to this wretched bitch.

Destroy her!”

“Shirley…” Unease flickered across her followers’ faces.

One spoke up tentatively.

“Perhaps it’s not wise.

Andrew warned us against harming Debra.

”

But Shirley brushed off their concerns.

“Why fear consequences? I’LL take full responsibility.

Andrew may be the deputy leader, but I’m the leader’s daughter.

The clan answers to me in the future.

There’s no cause for alarm.

”

Unmoved by their hesitation, she offered a tempting incentive.

“Worry not.

I’ll reward you handsomely if you kill Debra.

I won’t let Andrew lay blame upon you.

”

Her words swayed her followers, igniting a spark of eagerness.

“Alright, Shirley!”

They eagerly pledged their allegiance, their gaze turning sharp as they focused on me.

Damn it!

A foreboding sense of danger washed over me.

Debra’s POV:

I yanked the mixed-blood witch back, urgency propelling my movements, yet our retreat didn’t go unnoticed.

“Quick, stop them!” The mob surged towards us, their determination palpable.

“Watch out!”

I instinctively shielded the mixed-blood witch.

Despite my efforts, they closed in swiftly, wielding their power with ease, surrounding us in a tightening circle.

The mixed-blood witch, overwhelmed by the confrontation, quivered with fear, her complexion draining as she pleaded, “Please, kind souls, spare us.

It was my mistake; I know I was wrong…”

But before she could finish, Shirley’s entourage interrupted rudely, “Shut up,” their impatience boiling over as they lunged ferociously towards her.

Witnessing the impending beam of white light aimed at the mixed-blood witch, I acted swiftly, pushing her aside with urgency.

Yet, before we could regroup, another wave of attacks ensued, and amidst the chaos, sharp nails tore into my flesh.

“Ah!” The mixed-blood witch cried out, her concern evident.

“Debra, you’re wounded!”

I glanced down swiftly, noting the vivid flow of blood on my arm.

Though it appeared severe, the pain remained surprisingly bearable.

Maintaining composure, I clenched my jaw.

“Just a scratch.

Stick close!”

The mixed-blood witch nodded fervently.

“Don’t worry, Debra; I’ll hide well and won’t be a burden.

Don’t worry about me.

”

Without hesitation, I lunged towards the entourage’s leader, baring my fangs and swiftly aiming for their neck.