Cyrus paid no attention to Sarah's anger, his gaze locked firmly on the werewolf. At that moment, the creature seemed to sense the immense power radiating from him. Its growls ceased, and it stared at him with wary eyes, a low rumble vibrating deep in its throat."This werewolf is nothing more than a pathetic toy you use to puff yourself up," Cyrus said, a flicker of disdain crossing his face. Slowly, he raised his hand, and an invisible force began to coalesce in his palm. The werewolf, sensing the imminent danger, tensed before launching itself at Cyrus with a ferocious burst of speed, its body a blur of black lightning.Cyrus, however, remained composed. Just as the werewolf was about to reach him, the force in his hand erupted in a sudden, blinding burst of energy. A brilliant flash lit up the room, and the werewolf's massive body froze mid-air for an instant before being violently hurled backward. It crashed into the laboratory wall with a deafening impact. Cracks spi

Violet pushed Cyrus down onto the sofa and leaned into him. Her sparkling eyes glimmered with a fervent light, and her cheeks were flushed with a captivating blush. At this moment, Cyrus was the only thing on her mind, and her emotions spilled out like a flood breaking through a dam.Cyrus, caught off guard by her sudden move, looked up at Violet and saw the unrestrained affection and desire in her gaze. She leaned down slightly, her warm, fragrant breath brushing against his face. Slowly, she lowered her head, and her soft lips pressed gently against his, tentative yet filled with deep emotion.Violet's arms wrapped around Cyrus's neck, her fingers tightening slightly, as if afraid he might vanish. Cyrus responded by holding her tightly, matching her passion. Their bodies pressed closely together, as though trying to share their warmth and connect on a deeper level.As their kiss deepened, Violet began unbuttoning Cyrus's shirt, her movements slow but determined. Cyr

"Humph!" Cyrus let out a soft snort, his tone dripping with disdain. To him, the governor was nothing more than an ordinary man—not someone worth fearing."Get him! I'm taking him to the governor's house to apologize!" Brad roared, his voice hoarse with anger and humiliation. Over a dozen burly bodyguards surged into the hall from all directions. Their eyes burned with ferocity, fists clenched tightly, resembling a pack of wolves that had caught the scent of blood. They were ready to pounce on Cyrus at any moment."Dad, don't act rashly. Cyrus is an unstoppable force. You'll only humiliate yourself!" Violet clung tightly to Cyrus's arm, her tone firm. She knew his strength better than anyone. These bodyguards, who might seem threatening to ordinary people, were no match for him. She didn't want her father to make a decision he would regret out of blind impulsiveness."Him?" Brad scoffed, his expression full of contempt. To him, Cyrus was nothing more than an arr

"Who do you think you are? I get whatever I want!" Gary sneered, his face full of arrogance. As a Level Five fighter with a master like Eagle Eye—ranked 50th on the Pinnacle List and an absolute Level Nine fighter—Gary had always acted recklessly in the martial world, relying on his powerful background to get his way."Punk, you'd better know your place, or you won't be able to bear the consequences!" Gary said as he slowly approached Cyrus and Josephine, his predatory gaze scanning Josephine greedily. His eyes were filled with the certainty that she would soon belong to him.Cyrus's face darkened as he stepped forward to shield Josephine behind him. His voice was cold and unyielding as he said, "You'd better take your filthy eyes off her right now, or I'll make you regret ever coming here."Gary burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the hall as if he'd just heard the funniest joke in the world. "You're just the son-in-law of the Thompson family.

Shadow nodded, her expression grave. "I'm certain. According to reliable sources, he seems to be plotting something in secret."Cyrus slowly rose to his feet and began pacing the room. His mind raced as memories of the past surged forward. Every detail tied to "that person" came back vividly—grievances, betrayals, and even fleeting moments of affection. It all felt as if it had happened just yesterday, sharp and clear in his mind."It seems the peaceful days are over," Cyrus murmured, his voice carrying a faint trace of resignation. He had hoped for a quiet, stable life with Josephine and Violet."Boss, what should we do?" Shadow asked, her tone filled with concern. She studied Cyrus closely, knowing what "that person's" return meant. "That person" was powerful, ruthless, and had been lurking in the shadows for years. His sudden reappearance could only mean trouble.Cyrus stopped pacing and turned his gaze toward the distance, as if piercing through the wal