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Seeing Nelson’s pathetic state, Narissa relented for once. “Fine. Since you came so close to losing your manhood. I’ll go with you.” Truthfully, the ‘Mr. Robles‘ Nelson kept mentioning intrigued her interest.
Nelson’s pain seemed to vanish instantly at her agreement. “Why didn’t you say so sooner? Come on, my lady, get in the car. Let’s go.” Even his address for her had changed. Narissa waved it off and got into the car with Nelson.
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They arrived at their destination. “Welcome, Ms. Everton, to the Fire Wolves Gang.” Nelson was excited as he introduced their base–a well–known underground nightclub.
Inside, Maurice Robles sat on an ornate European–style sofa, a cigar clamped between his teeth. He squinted at Narissa through the smoke. “So, you’re the girl who sliced off a man’s hands with one swing?”
Looking at Maurice in a mink coat, with diamond rings, Narissa just stared at him for two seconds and uttered a single word: “Tacky.” She even shook her head slightly, as if observing a particularly garish zoo exhibit.
Her utter lack of fear, coupled with the insult delivered so brazenly in his place, ignited Maurice’s fury. Unaccustomed to such disrespect, he slammed a fist down.
He snapped, “You dare call me tacky? Young lady, you’ve got nerve. Remember where you are. Boys! Teach her some
manners.”
Watching from the sidelines, Nelson couldn’t hide his glee. ‘Yes! Maurice is pissed. Now she’s really gonna get it, he thought. He and his men subtly shuffled backward.
A minute later, two men in black suits appeared, straining against the leashes of two large, snarling wolves.
“My pups haven’t eaten in days,” Maurice said, a cruel smile twisting his lips. “Perfect timing for fresh meat.” Then he gestured to his men.
The handlers released the chains. The wolves, driven by hunger and training, lunged at Narissa at terrifying speed.
“Oh yeah, she’s done for!” Nelson said excitedly to his men nearby.
“Exactly, sir. She was so cocky to us before. Serves her right, doesn’t it?” They agreed, eager to see her pay for their earlier humiliation.
But as the wolves closed in, Narissa didn’t flinch. Rooted to the spot, she moved with preternatural awareness.
She kicked the wolf attacking from the front away with one foot, and then, with a beautiful spin, used her other foot to kick the second wolf.
These were wild animals, only partially tamed, their wild instincts undeniable. Yet Narissa had disabled both with just two kicks. They writhed on the floor, unable to rise.
“Useless!” Maurice roared, jumping to his feet. ‘My prized beasts, trained killers taken down by a slip of a girl with two kicks? This is beyond humiliation, he thought..
A stunned silence engulfed the room. Everyone present shared a single, chilling thought: ‘Narissa’s combat power is
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terrifying. Where does a little girl get strength like that?‘
Nelson instinctively covered his groin again, eyeing the downed wolves. ‘Her legs must be made of steel. Crushes balls, kicks wolves–who can stand against that? Thank God I didn’t try anything stupid back there,‘ he thought.
While Nelson was still processing his relief, Narissa strode towards one of the fallen wolves. An aura of icy contempt radiated from her, utterly alien to the image of a delicate lady.
She reached out, grabbed the wolf by the scruff of its neck, and lifted it up. At the sight of this, everyone gasped.
“Wait, that move seems familiar,” someone muttered.
“Yeah, you’re right,” another agreed.
“I know! That’s how you pick up a cat,” he said.
“Oh my god! Is she even human? Treating a wolf like a damn house cat? My brain can’t handle this,” someone else claimed.
Amidst the shocked whispers, Narissa swung the wolf she held and slammed its heavy body onto Maurice’s central table.
Glass shattered, bottles flew, and debris scattered everywhere. The impact was so violent it jolted the cigar right out of Maurice’s trembling fingers.
Maurice was terrified, his bravado shattered, but pride forced him to mask it. Clearing his throat with a shaky cough, he attempted a smile that looked more like a grimace.
Maurice said, “Well, well. Y–you’re quite something, young lady. Impressive, very impressive!” He gestured vaguely. “So how about it? Join us?”
He leaned forward. “I–I’ll have you know, the Fire Wolves are a big deal. Money, influence, connections. Joining us? Best investment you’ll ever make.”
Maurice knew firsthand how hard it was to fight a wolf; his experience had been messy and terrifying. Seeing Narissa dispatch his prized beasts so easily told him her skills were extraordinary, likely surpassing his own.
‘Someone this powerful. If I can get her into the Wolves, we’ll dominate the next territory war,‘ he thought.
“Sorry. Not interested,” Narissa stated flatly. She sank casually onto a couch, propping one foot on the table. Her gaze locked onto Maurice, cold and predatory, sending a fresh wave of fear through him.
‘Those eyes are colder than a wolf’s. She’s no ordinary person for sure. I have to get her in my crew,‘ Maurice thought.
Maurice swallowed hard, forcing his voice steady. “Don’t be hasty. I’m serious. Join us, and I’ll make you my second–in- command, equal to me. How’s that sound?”
Nelson’s jaw dropped. ‘Second–in–command? If she joins, we’re all dead men walking. Constantly watching our backs and our balls,‘ he thought.
Despite the seemingly irresistible offer, Narissa merely let out a soft, derisive chuckle. Then she dropped the bombshell.
She said, “Still sounds unimpressive. You’re all too weak. The title ‘second–in–command‘ holds no appeal for me.”
A stunned murmur rippled through the crowd. Before anyone could fully grasp her rejection of the second–highest
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Her voice, cool and clear, cut through the silence. “However, I might consider joining. Under one condition.” She paused, letting the tension build. “I become the head of the Fire Wolves.”
