“Good job, Joseph!” Finn praised the second person from his team who beat his opponent. “I'm number 314. Man, it's going to be a very long day.” Mariah complained, sitting close to Sarah. “What number are you?”“249.” Sarah responded, much to Mariah's surprise. Mariah was rather surprised Sarah replied. Because for hours, Mariah had asked many questions, made several statements and tried to engage Sarah in small talk, but was blatantly ignored by her.“Do you suddenly find me less annoying?” She thought to ask.“I know you're quite trained, but you should never underestimate your opponent. Who knows if you'll be paired with a future Luna who has the same aura as Mendoza.” Sarah chose to say instead, getting up. “I can't help, but feel thankful that you care so much about me. But you don't have to worry about me. I'll survive.” Mariah chuckled, flashing a warm smile at Sarah.“Honestly, I can't seem to wrap my fingers around the reason you keep trying to get close to me. What have y
“I went through the list of contestants with Cleopatra and there was not a number 580, Hercules.” Adley frowned, looking up at him. “I was told he registered at the last minute. And since contestant number 579 didn't have an opponent, they had to make an exception for the late entry.” Hercules explained, taking his seat opposite her. “Well, I can't help but look forward to the fight.” Adley shrugged, rubbing her chins gently, “This rogue alpha is a female.” “You sound so enthusiastic, I'm left wondering if the concern you showed earlier was fake.” Hercules uttered, a small smile stretching across his face. “There's nothing that can be done about her partner. Besides, you already told her she can withdraw from the tournament if she thinks she can't continue.” Adley replied, excusing her behavior. “What can I say? You defend yourself in such a way that even I can't find fault with your words.” Hercules chuckled. “Well, that's one of the many charms of mine you love so much.” Adley
"The hell is she doing?! Teaching her opponent how to win! What a dumbass!""Good thing she has a pretty face and a nice body. Otherwise, no man would want to marry her!"The spectators murmured different things, but Nebra paid no attention to them as she had her eyes fixed on Freya."What are you doing?" Freya asked, still on the floor."Teaching you something you should've learned a long time ago. Now get up before I give you a very good beating!" Nebra commanded, her aura as an Alpha surprisingly forcing Freya off the floor."This isn't a training house. It's a tournament. You shouldn't be too confident, or you'd risk losing," Freya mumbled, taking her fighting stance."Winning? Who said I came to win?" Nebra scoffed, stretched her left leg, and swept Freya's legs off the floor.However, instead of falling, Freya took a step back, evading the hit.The corners of Nebra's lips lifted into a small smile. Good girl.This time, Freya refused to focus on the pain she felt as Nebra landed
Hours after the first day tournament ended, in the training house allocated to Hercules' team, a figure emotionlessly punched the wall and didn't stop despite breaking her knuckles. "Well, look at that." Nebra tutted, walking towards her. "Training hard. That's a good one." Freya didn't pause to look at her. In fact, she didn't even hear Nebra. "If you continue doing that, your knuckles will shatter and you'll be unable to use it tomorrow since you have no healing properties." Nebra warned with a frown. However, Freya still didn't pause because she didn't hear her. Nebra's frown deepened as she walked over to where Freya stood and forcefully yanked her backward. "Stop!" Surprised by the sudden appearance, Freya's brain reacted as she threw a wide-range kick towards Nebra's heart region. Nebra saw it coming, grabbed onto the outstretched leg and threw it to the floor, knocking Freya down. Recognizing what had just happened, Freya got up immediately and apologized, "I'm sorry. I
Freya staggered backward as the last man standing proved too strong for her to beat down. She was already exhausted from battling with his colleagues. Her legs were shaking in exhaustion as she moved backward, swinging the dagger around to scare him off, but he kept advancing towards her with the dagger he also held. “You vixen! Wait until I dissect you alive and make you chew your body parts as food!” The man growled, then rushed towards her. He raised the dagger and brought it down on her. Freya's knees buckled as she fell to the ground in fear, awaiting the pain from the dagger which was headed straight to her skull.However, she never felt that pain. Instead, she heard Nebra hiss in anger, “My beautiful daggers are meant to be flaunted and not used as a weapon. How dare you make me use them, you jerkface!” Freya opened her eyes slowly to see Nebra hitting the man's cold body in righteous indignation.“They cost me a fortune, now they have your worthless blood on it! Now I real
“I guess I was thinking too much.” Nebra laughed softly, disappointment evident in her voice. “For a moment, I actually hoped we'd be related.” “It's fine. Uncle's wife did escape during the attack. A part of me hopes she'd still be alive. I was also hoping she was pregnant during that time.” Cleopatra said in consolation, getting up. “Yeah.” Nebra got up as well and walked out of the tent. For someone she only met yesterday, she didn't understand why she really hoped Freya was related to her. “Well, we don't always get what we want. I'll just make Freya my student. Speaking of that, what are they doing today?” Nebra mumbled to herself as she took her seat as one of the spectators. Thankfully, they were just about to begin. Lain climbed the stage to announce the rules of today's tournament. “Ten more contestants were added to the tournament yesterday. So that brings us to 300 contestants. Today, they'd be divided into groups of 3. Which leaves us with 100 groups. Your groups have
Minutes after Freya left, Mariah still stood rooted to the spot, gritting her teeth angrily. She should've killed Freya back in Blackwood Pack.If someone had told her a year ago that a filth like Freya would say such words to her, she would've had the person beheaded. “Group 36 got their egg smashed! Group 35 wins!” Lain's voice jolted her back to the present. She was in group 37. Her face-off with Freya successfully triggered her desire to win. She'd win this tournament and show that omega she'd never amount to her even if she hoarded ten true alphas to boost her social status.Mariah unclenched her fist, stabilized herself and walked towards the ring.“Group 37 consists of Parker Hughes, Mariah Armstrong and Bruce Cooper. While group 38 consists of Jackson Brown, Olivia Thompson and Olaf Anderson.” Lain introduced before walking away. The ring was just a place to introduce them. After the introduction, the six contestants would walk into the open field, which gave them a wide ra
Blackwood PackThe pack elders sat in the conference room watching Alexander kiss the girl on his lap hungrily. He didn't even care that he was in the midst of his elders. Hell, he didn't even care that the father of his proclaimed Luna was one of them. “Alpha Alexander, we've been here for more than ten minutes, and we're yet to begin the meeting.” One of the elders complained, placing his hands on the table. It was only then that Alexander paused and took his mouth off the girl's body. His unkempt hair covered his face, shielding his darkened eyes from them. However, instead of responding to this elder, he turned to Daniel, Freya, and Mariah's father. “Have you heard from either of your daughters ever since they went to the Council?” He questioned with a hoarse voice. Daniel fidgeted with his fingers, which were hidden from sight. Freya's departure to the Council had made him famous and more respected within the pack. And the fact she was mated to three alphas, even though it