Everett's POV

Our car came to a halt at the entrances to the Paz pack and the other cars that followed, occupied with my army of fighters, stopped too and they all came down armed with weapons and ready to fight. I began to march towards the guards at the entrance in long fast strides and they charged towards me too. If I were them I wouldn't do that because no one had ever survived my blades whenever I slayed it; it meets whoever and that's the end for them. I smirked and began to march faster, adrenaline and anger powering me up the more as every ten seconds ticked...