The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven) novel Chapter 466

Chapter 466 To Indigo Training Ground

Chapter 466 To Indigo Training Ground

While Raven and Saxon were racing full speed toward Indigo Lab, Rin was already half–mad with rage.

He yanked the fallen Benedict off the ground and, with a loud crack, slapped him across the face–hard enough to leave bloody welts.

“You little bastard,” Rin snarled, eyes bloodshot. “You’ve seen Cassian, haven’t you? This phone–it’s his, right? That call just now, was it to Raven?”

Benedict didn’t answer. His head tilted down slightly, gaze fixed on Rin’s wrist–then suddenly, he sank his teeth into it with no warning at all.

“Aaagh!” A scream of agony tore from Rin’s throat as pain shot up his arm. He wrenched his wrist free, only to see a bite mark so deep the bone was nearly visible beneath the blood.

Enraged beyond reason, Rin struck again, another brutal slap to Benedict’s cheek. The boy’s small face snapped to the side, blood immediately dripping from the corner of his mouth. But he didn’t flinch. Instead, he turned back and bit down–this time on Rin’s forearm.

Rin ripped his arm away once more, but this time he had completely lost it. His eyes glowed with fury as he raised his hand for a third strike–this one aimed with full force, a blow that could easily shatter the bones in Benedict’s face.

But just before his palm connected, a hand shot out from the side and caught Rin by the wrist mid–swing.

“Who the hell are you?” Rin gasped, spinning around–only to find a man standing beside him, one who had appeared without a sound. It was Thorian.

He hadn’t planned to come. Even though he’d known Cassian was here, he had no intention of getting involved–until someone had approached him earlier and said something that changed his mind. Now, he had to see for himself what kind of man Cassian truly was.

If Cassian didn’t deserve Raven… then Thorian would have no problem removing the obstacle that stood in her way.

“What are you doing here? Who are you?” Rin repeated, voice tense and sharp.

He could feel it–this man radiated power. Just one look, and Rin knew he wasn’t a match. He was afraid, but didn’t dare show it. He couldn’t afford to provoke the wrong person.

Before Thorian could reply, another man stepped out from the shadows–Oakley Rasmussen, his expression cold and calculating.

Oakley smiled thinly. “Relax. We’re here to help you.”

“Help me?” Rin eyed him warily.