All Chapters of Too Late, Alpha: The Mate He Never Wanted: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Iris's POV “Sparring,” Vivian said with a grin.I blinked in surprise. “Really? I thought you were talking about manicures and looking polished.”“I am,” Vivian confirmed, holding up her perfectly manicured nails. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t kick ass when I need to.”Jasmine snorted. “We’ll see about that. I seem to remember you making a comment yesterday about me never having a real manicure.”“And I stand by that statement,” Vivian said, glancing pointedly at Jasmine’s bare, unpainted nails. “Just because I’m a good fighter doesn’t mean I have to look like a barbarian.”“Good fighter,” Jasmine said, fake coughing into her hand. “We’ll see about that.”“Oh, you’re competing too?” Vivian asked, her eyes lighting up with interest.“Of course,” Jasmine said with a grin. “I signed up for sparring the moment I heard about it. I’m a warrior, remember? This is what I do.”“Then I guess we’ll see who’s better,” Vivian said, her competitiveness showing.“I guess we will,” Jasmine agreed.

Iris’s POV“Shane,” I said quietly, not taking my eyes off Zara’s retreating back as she sauntered off. She thought she had won. “I need you to do something for me.”“What?” Shane asked, his voice cautious.“I need you to help me sign up for one of the events,” I said.Shane’s eyes widened. “Iris, no. Rowan will have my head and make me eat it.”I gave him an incredulous look. “And how exactly is that going to work?”Shane shrugged. “That’s not the point. The point is he’ll find a way to make me suffer slowly and painfully. And then he’ll bring me back just to do it all over again.”“You’re being dramatic,” I said.“I’m being realistic,” Shane retorted. “Do you have any idea how protective he is of you? Especially now that you’re pregnant? He made me swear three separate times this morning that I wouldn’t let you out of my sight.”“I’m not asking you to let me out of your sight,” I said. “I’m asking you to help me register for an event.”“Not a very physical event,” I clarified again.

If you've enjoyed this story, kindly drop a review.Iris’s POVShane and I found seats in the spectator section with a very good view. The benches were filling up quickly as pack members and guests settled in with excitement buzzing through the air.I subtly hid the orange bands under the sleeve of my jacket, making sure they weren’t visible. The last thing I needed was someone recognizing them and Rowan finding out before I was ready. Everything would be over even before it began.“Good thinking,” Shane muttered when he noticed what I was doing. “At least you’re trying to be somewhat careful.”“I’m always careful,” I said.“That’s false,” Shane replied, but there was amusement in his voice.A large sparring ring was set up in the center of the arena. Referees stood close, and medical staff waited nearby in case of injuries.An announcer stepped into the sparring ring with a microphone in hand.“Welcome, everyone, to the sparring competitions!” he called out enthusiastically. The crowd

Iris’s POVThey circled each other for a moment. Garrett’s eyes flickered all around, looking for an opening, while Maximus looked completely relaxed.Then Garrett made another move. He rushed forward with several combinations of strikes—punches, kicks, elbows—throwing all of them with impressive speed. It was a very desperate attack. Maximus blocked most of them. He took a few blows that he totally ignored, then he caught Garrett’s wrist when he threw a punch.What happened next was almost too fast to follow. Maximus pulled Garrett forward, causing him to go off-balance, then he swept Garrett’s legs again. This time he controlled the fall, following Garrett down to the ground. In seconds, he had Garrett in a submission hold with one arm locked around Garrett’s throat.Garrett struggled, trying to break free, but Maximus’s grip was iron. The referee moved closer, watching carefully.Garrett’s struggles became weaker. His face was turning red from lack of air.“Maximus has a no-mercy

Iris’s POVBut Vivian didn’t yield.She paused, standing there for a moment as blood ran down her chin. Then, slowly, she raised her hand and wiped the blood away with the back of her hand.She looked at the blood on her hand, then looked up at Bertha.And she smirked.Her eyes gleamed with something dangerous, and wild. It was like a switch had been flipped inside her.“Oh no,” I murmured.“What?” Shane asked.“She’s not the same anymore,” I said, unable to look away from Vivian.And I was right because Vivian moved, and it was like watching a completely different person.Before she had been on the defensive, but now she was aggressive and calculated. She dodged Bertha’s next punch with ease and retaliated with a very fast strike to Bertha’s throat that made the bigger woman choke and stumble back.The crowd roared.Vivian didn’t give Bertha time to recover. She moved in very close, causing Bertha’s powerful swings to be less effective, then she threw punches rapidly to Bertha’s ribs