Danika’s POV"Lucan is the new alpha of your pack."Alfonso says as he works in. But I don't flinch. I don't even blink. Was it not obvious that Lucan is the acting Alpha now? Instead of focusing on bad news like Lucan, I should rather focus on my head throbs - the one that has refused to leave ever since the attack. This news doesn't shock me the way Alfonso probably expects it to.I'm lying on the bed. This is the position I have been in for quite a while now"You don't look surprised," Alfonso says with curiosity? Concern? It's hard to tell with him most of the times.I look at him. I said that he is standing close to the window. As he stands, the sunlight lights outlines his broad shoulders. He looks magnificent. Beautiful. I cannot deny that. I cannot deny that I stare at him most times when he is not looking. The thought makes me sick. I shouldn’t. Nothing will ever come out of it."I'm not surprised," I say, my voice hoarse. This is the first real conversation I have had today
Lucan’s POVGive up? What does that even mean? Does that word even exist? Whether he gives up or not, his head is going to roll on these grounds and I will bathe in his blood. I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything like that. I don’t think I understand what he is saying I do not listen. I keep hitting him, over and over again. We were switched, he would not have mercy on me. He would not pity me. If I had let him, he would have humiliated me in front of everyone. He had a plan to make sure I was dropped to omega position and then exile me from the pack. Now it is his turn to suffer. I am going to turn a blind eye to his pleas. I am going to keep pounding on his face till it becomes mush."Please," he begs again. I relish his tears mixed with blood. “I surrender. You win."“Wow, finally he agrees,” I grinI finally stop punching and lean down so he can hear me clearly. "You said you were going to kill me," I whisper. "How is it four for you now?"When I stand up, I take a good look a
Lucan’s POVMy eyes find Charles in the crowd. He is not cheering for Edward like everyone else. I watch him as he stares at me with so much anguish in his face. I can immediately tell that it hurts him to see me get beat up like that. I know that if there is anything he can do to get me out of this situation, he would. I see the concern in his face. His hands are clasped together so tightly and his lips are moving as if he is whispering prayers on my behalf. I immediately understand that Charles cares about me It is here that I know that Charles cares about me. He surely did not mean to give me the wrong information about the law. Maybe the potions he has been giving me really are supposed to help, but something is wrong somehow. Maybe everything I felt between us this morning was… real. I don’t know What I know is that my head is on the verge of getting cut and rolling off to the tune of the cheering crowd. If I die, Charles will surely be devastated. That thought gives me new st
Lucan’s POVWhen I speak, the crowd laughs at my threat, clearly taking them as empty. Even Elder GoodOld is giggling like I just told a funny joke. “This boy is really above himself,” she laughs. Then she talks to me and screams, “You can quit now! It is not too late! You don’t need to die because of this!”I do not reply to her. She is underestimating me, but somehow, some way, I am going to find the strength to destroy this Edward wolf tough guy Elder Silvers stands again, and he announces. "The both of you, remove your regalia. The combat will begin immediately."My hands are shaking as I remove my SPC clothes and throw them to the ground. A random thought comes to my mind; what if this is the last time I wear them? Underneath, I am wearing a simple dark overall and boots, nothing else. The cool air hits my chest, and I suddenly feel very exposed and vulnerable- Edward can drive a knife through my chest anytime. Well, thanks to the goddess that it is a hand fight.Edward removes
Lucan’s POVThe strange woman does not keep her eyes off me at this particular point. Her eyes are telling me that she wants to watch me die, that she is only here for that purpose. They are also telling me that she has written her whole life for this moment, and she hopes to see me destroyed forever But this lady is not familiar. I don’t think I have ever seen her, but her presence is so eerie. As if her presence is not enough, she would occasionally move her mouth as if she is chanting something. It is as she is taking charge and trying to make sure that I feel. I wonder if anyone hired her to come and make sure that I never get to be an alpha I forced myself to shrug. She probably just wore a Nataya to scare me. It does not even matter if she hit me or not. What does heart compare to the hundreds of hate I have today?I think the only reason why she stands out is because of the way she is dressed and the color of her skin- nothing more, nothing serious. She does not matter. Wha
Lucan’s POVThe time has come. This is the moment that will decide everything. The weight of my destiny is on my shoulders Every step I take echoes with purpose. Today is that day. Today is that day that I show everyone that I am their Alpha and Notting has stopped meBut I noticed that as I approach the entrance to the arena, it is packed with people. Everyone sits on the stone structures that rise above so that they can watch the fight in a cycle. But as I enter, nobody cheers for me. Nobody supports me. Just pure silence. As if nobody even made an entrance. I had expected it.This is the cold silence of people who do not want me here. People who are hoping to see me fail. but I will not feel, I already have a strategy.Since nobody cheats on me, I continue to work until I get to the center of the arena. I make sure that my head is held high. Even though their disapproval is slightly getting to me, I do not let them see it. Any weakness from my bath, we will send them roaring ag