Chapter 28
Bettina’s POV
That little bitch! How could this happen! I had made sure her powers were bound, she wasn’t even
supposed to have received her wolf. But the little bitch did! No! It’s not fair, the Moon Goddess wanted
to have me punished for not mating with my destined and gave the power the family has been waiting
for to this brown skinned abomination from my womb.
No! I’ll have to contact Reba, I want to know how the spell was broken. 2
Sarah’s POV
What is this!
Why does she look like that!
Why is everyone calling her a Lunar Princess!
She’s not, she’s not worthy of it!
She’s the blight of the family, the mistake!
Why, this isn’t fair!
Mom always said I was the special one!
I was the Princess!
Not her!
Not that slut, that whore the filthy cunt!
I hate her, I hate her!
I’ll destroy her!
Just you wait Alora, I’ll have you begging for mercy that will nevere!
You will pay for this!
Alora’s POV
Darien’s third match took all of five minutes. Being much more powerful then Lexus. My third match
was against Jaxon, and his wolf, who was all red, the ‘hair’ being darker and much longer than the rest
of his fur. He, like me, was nine foot four in his half form. He was big and broad, and I had to admit to
myself…. a little sexy. ?
If I wanted to, I could have probably gotten myselfid, but I had wanted to wait for my mate. I still do, I
may have been rejected by the first, but I might have a second out there. Maybe in a year or two I’ll
think about sleeping with a wolf not my mate. But not now. It was to soon anyway. I was still hurting
from my rejection.
Jaxon and Bruno’s gold eyes rimmed
in crimson held respect. He respected me as a warrior. I liked the respect he was giving me. It was a
nice change from what I’ve always gotten at school. Looks ranging from pity to disdained. He looked
determined to give it his all. I’m d, I don’t want to just knock him out within seconds. I want a fight.
The signales, and we’re going at each other. He’s fast, nearly as fast as me, a match in speed for
Darien. Our legs arms and handse together repeatedly in caught and diverted blows. Then after
two minutes of this he leaves his left side open. I faint right before spinning aroundnding a kick to his
open left.
It knocks him back a few feet but not out of the ring. Ie after him, he barely has time to block the
first punch. As he raises both arms, elbows and wrists together to block a punch to the face, I drop
down
whipping one leg out in a sweeping kick that has him on his back. I jump up as he rolls to his hands
and knees. I jump up and in a sweeping aerial kick bring my leg down across his shoulders, driving him
back to the ground. 2
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This time he rolls away twice beforeing to his knees then he’s up and blocking a punch to the
kidneys. Hends a kick to my stomach sending me stumbling back. Hees at me. I crouch down
as he gets to me. Grabbing a wrist, I use his momentum to drop back, put my feet into his chest, then I
push up and send him flying over my head, and out of the ring.
He rolled a few times before his back hit the wall of the stadium. It didn’t take me that long to finish this
round, and we were able to put on a decent show for the other students. So I’d call that a well deserved
win,
luckily so did the tournament officials. There were only two other matches before mine and Darien’s
fight. Then we would officially be done with the exams and I would be moving out of my parents house.
Thinking about that, I had a Mansion now. “Hay Darien,” I started, he looked up at me. “You know how I
have a Mansion now?” I ask. He nods “Yeah, why?” he asked frowning. “I don’t want to live in it just yet,
I’d rather live in the pack house first.” I tell him. “I think mom and dad would rather you stay with us at
the pack house too.” He tells me. 3)
I feel better knowing I was wanted somewhere. Sighing in relief I say. “Thank Goddess, I wouldn’t have
the first clue as to how to live in a Mansion.” I tell him. “And what if it’s creepy and haunted?” I asked.
Heughed. “Why would you care if it’s
haunted, you’re a werewolf.” he gasps out, stillughing. “Just because I’m a werewolf doesn’t mean I
don’t find ghosts creepy,” I say pushing him, this only made himugh harder.
“Oh! Keepughing chuckle head.” I snarl. He’s doubled over, hisughter more of a wheeze this time.
“You keepughing like this and I’ll be dered the winner before we can even fight.” I tell him. By this
point his face is beet red, it takes him till the beginning of the second fight before he’s breathing right
again. With an asional chuckle escaping.
“I didn’t think I was that funny.” I told him. Another chuckle escapes. “It’s just that.” he chuckles again.
“of all the things for a werewolf to be afraid of.” There was moreughter before he tries to sober up
again. I look at him for a moment, he’s on the outside of the seat in the bleachers,
right next to the stairs. So with a big grin on my face, I push myughing friend into the aisle.
He yelps when hends, then pops back up and growls at me before sitting back in his seat. Iugh at
his grumpy expression. “Hey, you wouldn’t stopughing at me.” I say to him. “I had to do something.”
then smiling I continue. “This option just happened to bring me the most pleasure.” Then Iugh again.
So what if it might have been childish, I needed it. “Yeah, yeah, just wait, we’re on in any second now,
I’ll get you back for the shove.” he says. I chuckle. And we both turn back to the match. Jamison and
Mason were evenly matched, so their fight was going on longer than any of Darien’s or mine. I’m
looking forward to our match.
Jamison finally managed to get
Mason in a choke hold, using his legs to pin his ws to his body. He held Mason like that so long I
thought Mason was going to pass outpletely. But at just thest moment, he taps. Jamison
immediately lets him go, Mason rolls over gasping for breath and coughing. It takes him a good minute
for him to get himself together, then he changes back.
The officials announce Jamison as the winner. Now it’s our turn. We look at each other, we’re both
jazzed about our fight. We grin get up and make our walk down the stairs side by side. The battle aura
once moreing of us in waves as we make our way down. Wolves shifting to the side, offering signs
of submission, offering signs of respect. I know we make a powerful view.
We get to the tform climbing into our respective spots. This far into the
battle all I’m wearing is a tank top and my capris. I hadn’t bothered with my bra or panties anymore,
they were with my cardigan and shoes under my seat. Darien is in just his shorts now. And for just a
moment my mind shed to another male wolf I’d caught in just shorts, thest time I saw him training
before he went back off to college.
He had been the one I had hoped would be my mate one day. I’d only been thirteen when my crush
started, and I was sixteen when Ist saw him. He was so tall, Six foot six, and his half form was nine
feet and eleven inches. The ‘hair’ of his half form a deep midnight ck, his body fur a vibrant red. His
eyes a ga, rimmed in a stormy gray. 2
His musclesrge, he had an eight pack with a muscr V-shape that lead into those shorts. The lust I
had felt for him then at age sixteen was
new to me then. But it had tormented me. It had been to close to that time, that night, that horrible
night, I never want to feel that helpless again. I had actually called forth my wolf unable to allow what
was about to happen to me that night. 5.)
I shake my head and focus, I strip and transform. I get into my ready stance, as does Darien. “Ready
for this Xena?” I ask her. I‘m ready, and looking forward to this. She replies. “So am I.” I tell her. As
soon as the signal went off we moved. Nether of us hesitating, both thirsty for a good battle.