Chapter 10

Venus's POV

I lift Dorian up, grabbing the collar of his shirt and he shrieks once before he twisted my wrist and got out of my grip. Now Dorian and I are growling at each other, moving in a perfect circle, waiting for the opponent to strike first.

The crowd around us is going wild. We are having a weekend war. Everyone in the pack who gets training done everyday participates in this. And they usually go by ranks.

Alpha King never participates in this, because if he enters the fighting rink, then no one but him would emerge victorious. His power exceeds all of our pack members' powers combined. So I am always stuck with Dorian, being next in line to me.

"Afraid again, Dorian?" I smirk at him, and then wink, making him lose his cool for a second.

He raises his arm, aiming for my ribs but his movements then get too predictable that just after a minute, he is already on the ground, groaning with pain.

Dorian was the one who taught me many of these fight skills, but the Beta blood i