107 - Kennedy


    I hold onto Amy as she tries to get out of my grasp. I don''t break eye contact with her as I address my mate. "Go, Ryker. I have her. Stop him. He won''te for her." I whisper. This is something I am sure of an


    "I won''t be far, Lamb. Call if you need me." I shove his chest as another roares from the other side of the arena. It is chaos right now.


    “Urm,” She tries to get out of my grasp again, but I dig my nails in and find my aura is pressing down on her like hands on her shoulders. She is too weak for me. “He...


    will...He wille and save me." She grunts.


    "If he was going toe for you, why are you still at my mercy? You did not get Ryker as a mate, you could not gain control of this pack or the rogue pack that you brought with you. You also sold out his hiding


    She spits in my face. “Bullshit. He wille for me and kill you and I will have Ryker and


    give him a real heir. You won''t even be a memory."


    Rage res in me. I don''t know if it is just my anger or the collective


    anger of the fight going on around me. I can


    feel it in every fiber of my being, but I know that our warriors are handling it. I can see


    the fight out of focus in my peripherals. Amy and I are in our own little bubble, but I will not let her say one more thing about taking Ryker, iming Ryker, having Ryker''s kids.


    “My mate''s name will never fall from your lips again. You will never have him. I am his first and


    hisst mate chosen by the Goddess. She didn''t find you worthy of him."


    That was enough for her to really try and fight me. She presses into my hand as she reaches


    forward. “I f*cking hate you!" She screams, iling and swiping at anything she can. "Die you human b*tch." SHe extends her ws as she aims for my face.


    "Reject...


    Finn you selfish asshole." grunt against her swings. I''m getting tired holding my aura


    on her. That would have been good to know. "I will even let you fight me if you do." I finally push her off of me. I actually expect her to run and hide like before, but she is considering my words. "ept his reject "Argh!" She stomps her foot liek a toddler. "FINE! FINN, I ACCEPT YOUR REJECTION!"


    I hear a roar of pain from somewhere behind me, but I don''t have a chance to check on him as she runs at me.


    I use one of Greta''s famous moves and follow her


    momentum as I grab her shirt, nt my foot in her stomach and roll back throwing her over my head. I roll to the side to avoid any hits from behind. I have to use my strength in avoidance. That is going to be my


    I am tired from holding her, but she is tired from resisting my aura. That doesn''t stop her wolf from being statistically stronger than me. A punch flies by my right cheek narrowly missing me.


    I swing blindly in the direction it came from. I make contact and It hurts my hand but


    the ''ompf'' I got from her tells me its worth it.


    Punch after punch, kick after kick, we are tangled together in a frenzy of arms and legs, hair and teeth. Yes, I bit the b*tch, she''d do the same if I gave her the chance. I get behind her, wrap her in a headlock an drops her whole bodyweight on me. I don''t let go, I can''t.


    My bicep wraps tighter, legs locking around her waist. I am in control, I will not let her go now. Finn can''t feel her die, he won''t beforced to fell the impact of the bond breaking from her death.