Fighting A Losing Battle

“Alpha Jackson will go on to the final round.” The Alpha who was overseeing the competition shouted over the hollers of the other wolves present, and it seemed everyone had showed up for the event, even those not participating. I guess there was a bit of fascination around the idea of a new Alpha being crowned tomorrow.

We had been here all-day watching fight after fight. Most were called when one opponent begged off, others were only ended when the loser was pulled from the ring, unconscious, and rushed to the infirmary.

“Damn, I was hoping that fucker would get his ass handed to him!” Fenris growled, watching as Alpha Jackson was slapped on the back by his Beta and handed a water.

“Me too, but it’s fine, I can take Jackson, I know I can.” I answered confidently, though with each of Jackson’s fights that I watched, I became a little less sure. He was big, strong, and fast, one or two of those combinations was enou