Alpha Razor King-Chapter 141: I Remember.

**Razor**

I looked up to see two wolves who suddenly lunged at Tom’s men. Chaos erupted as our own men stood up and joined in the attack. I used the opportunity to kick the knife out of Carl’s hand while Isabella snatched Nathan away from him. However, Tom grabbed Isabella’s arm and pulled her back.

"Run, Nathan, run!" she shouted as Tom hit her hard across the cheek.

"Get the fuck away from her." A growl escaped my chest, but Carl attacked me from behind, slashing my neck with the knife.

"Fuck," I stumbled back, clutching at my neck.

"How pathetic, you’re really useless now, Alpha Razor." Carl taunted me. Enraged, I reached for him, clawing his face and drawing blood. He gasped, surprised.

"You fucking bastard." He cursed and immediately shifted into his wolf form, then lunged at me. We tussled violently, each of us fighting with everything we had. We wrestled on the ground. Carl’s wolf was relentless, snapping and clawing at me with vicious intent. Despite the pain radiating from my neck, I fought back with equal ferocity.

I managed to get on top of Carl, pinning him down momentarily. With a surge of strength, I dug my claws into his side, causing him to howl in pain.

"You shouldn’t have laid your fucking hands on my son." With one fatal move, I ripped Carl’s head from his body and threw it to the ground before standing up.

Tom stood there, his expression one of twisted amusement. "Well, who would have thought? You still got it," he mused.

My brows creased in a deep frown, eyes locked on his claws, which were dangerously close to Isabella’s heart. "Take your hands off her." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Or what?" He laughed coldly. "You think you’re strong enough to kill me? I have the blood and genes of several alphas and elders inside me."

"Just let her go and take me," I begged, desperation creeping into my voice.

His laughter continued, echoing in the tense air. "Even after you lost your memories, you’re still obsessed with this bitch, huh?" Without warning, he plunged his hand into her chest, stopping just short of her heart.

"Stop, please!" I begged, my voice breaking.

"One move, and I’ll end her," he warned with a dark smile.

"Fight me, you coward, and let Isabella go!"

"If that’s what you want." He pushed her to the ground roughly and motioned for me to fight him.

Rage clouded my vision, and I immediately struck at him, but he easily evaded my attack and pushed me to the ground as well.

"You’ve lost your edge, Razor," Tom taunted, circling me like a predator sizing up its prey. "You were once a legend, but now, you’re just a shadow of your former self."

I growled, pushing myself up. "I’m still strong enough to end you."

He lunged at me, and we collided with a force that shook the ground. Our claws and teeth clashed, each of us trying to gain the upper hand.

Tom’s strength was overwhelming. I struggled to keep up, my body still recovering from the earlier fight with Carl. But I couldn’t afford to lose. Not with Isabella’s life at stake.

I managed to get a lucky strike, my claws raking across his face and drawing blood. He roared in anger."You’ll pay for that!"

He grabbed me by the throat and slammed me into the ground. Pain exploded through my body, but I refused to give up. Summoning every ounce of strength, I kicked him off and scrambled to my feet.

Isabella, still on the ground, watched with wide, terrified eyes. "Razor, please be careful," she whispered.

Distracted, Tom pushed roughly me to the ground and began kicking my head repeatedly. The pain was excruciating, and I could feel myself slipping towards unconsciousness.

"You’re useless," Tom sneered between kicks. "You should die. You’re a useless nephew."

Through my daze, I saw Isabella rush forward and grab his leg, trying to stop him. "Get off him!" she screamed.

Tom turned his attention to her and started hitting her as well.

"No, please stop!" I begged, but he kept going.

"Die, you fucking bitch. Just die," Tom growled.

"Stop it, you fucking bastard!" I tried to push myself up, but my body wouldn’t respond.

Suddenly, a wolf lunged at Tom from behind. He landed a brutal blow on the wolf, knocking it to the ground. The wolf quickly shifted into human form—it was Anne.

Tom laughed maniacally. "So it’s my stupid wife. I’ll deal with you after I finish Isabella off."

Anna groaned on the floor in pain. She was definitely injured now.

I watched in horror as he resumed beating Isabella brutally. I tried to crawl towards her, desperate to help, but I was too weak. "Stop, please!" I begged, but he ignored me.

I was consumed with so much rage. The bastard was such a coward, and if I could only get up, I promised myself I would make him pay for laying his filthy hands on Isabella.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in my mind. "Remember. Remember who you are."

What the fuck? Who the hell said that? My eyes rolled around, wondering who it was, but I didn’t see anyone.

"I’m within you, Razor. It’s me. Remember, please... remember if you really want to help Isabella," the voice urged.

I shut my eyes tightly and tried to remember. A pang shot through my head. It fucking hurt, but a scene played in my head... a scene where I was speaking to my wolf... yes, my wolf. Suddenly,Images started flooding back—my pack, my brother, my men... and Isabella, my wife, and our son, Nathan.

"Remember now,"the voice said again, stronger this time.

"Yes, I remember," I whispered. "I fucking remember, Black."

My wolf, Black, surged to the forefront of my consciousness. Drawing on every ounce of strength, I shifted into my wolf form. A powerful growl erupted from my chest as I lunged at Tom. We collided, and I tore into him ferociously. I ripped his arm out of its socket and bit into his neck, shaking him violently.

Tom weakened, groaning in pain as he fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

"Razor," Isabella’s frail voice called out to me.

I shifted back to human form and rushed to her side, cradling her gently. "Isabella, I’m here," I cried out.

She managed a weak smile before her eyes fluttered shut, and she passed out.