A Worthy Opponent Novels & Stories

"I do." "Gamma, do you understand and accept these conditions?" "I do," Judah replied as his gaze narrowed in concentration. "May the best wolf win!" Knox announced, swiftly exiting the circle. And with that, the challenge began. 2. Judah circled his opponent warily. Damon felt different, and he could only surmise that it was due to the Alpha's hasty mating. No matter, Judah was confident in his own ability. He had harbored a secret hope that Damon would see sense and reject the false wolf, but the opposite had happened, and now it was his duty to save the pack from this new evil.

he whispers as I tear my eyes away from him and keep my head down as shame rolls off me “Alexander... Do you still think I am a Worthy Mate...?"

His sister looked over from where she was sitting and winked at him She just could not help herself He thought Though Unable thought to stop smiling back The truth is he wanted osriayah in many ways and he was beginning to realize it was more than just the physical. He felt happy sitting next to her . sharing the moment . he felt possessive . The game ended with a win for the team that nate and oosiriyah supported. The opposition had equalized but they had scored a last gasp goal winning the game in injury time. Winning the cup

he announced, his eyes passing every one of the candidates and then stopping when they landed on mine. “You opponent’s size is not what matters, but rather how you leverage your opponests qualities to your advantage. All those standing on the left, will act on the offense. On the right will be acting on defense.” He announced and my eyes snapped to my opponent. Shit! I’m on defense. Of course, that would make things a lot easier for me. “Ready?” doc smirked. I pursed my lips in a thin line. My heart beating a million times more than I could bear.

He gestured slightly. And from the crowd— someone stepped forward. Tall. Broad. Masked. Silent. Aria’s pulse shifted slightly. Not fear. Calculation. “This is your opponent,” the man said. Aria’s eyes narrowed. “You want me to fight?” “I want to see what you do when you’re cornered.” A pause. “When there are no rules.” That was the real test. Not strength. Instinct. Decision. Control. Aria exhaled slowly. Then—

Rhea would only humiliate herself if she did. Lily let out a cold smile. “Well, I’ve never thought of fighting you. You’re also unworthy to be my opponent.”

He replayed Aria’s interview once more. Her eyes—steady, unafraid. Interesting. “Checkmate comes later,” he murmured to the empty room. “For now… pressure.” He raised his glass. “To worthy opponents.”

He didn’t bother standing up when I entered, probably too used to the inflated sense of power he felt in his own domain. “Varg,” he greeted, leaning back in his chair with a smug grin. “Another win. You’re becoming predictable.” “Ten thousand, as agreed,” I said, not in the mood for small talk. The manager slid a thick envelope across the desk, and I snatched it up, counting the bills quickly. “Don’t waste my time next round,” I said. “I want a real opponent. Someone worth my time.” “Believe me, Varg,” he replied smoothly, lacing his fingers together. “Your next opponent will be one you won’t forget.”

“Wow, you truly are a worthy opponent. I haven’t had to fight this hard since I trained with my brother and the boss. You are one truly special person.” Max began to make his way towards Anna with a slow walk. His hands were in his pockets. “Huh, so you respect me as a worthy opponent now? No more ‘girl’ insults?” “I had my doubts, but you truly seem to be a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I have to acknowledge that fact and offer some respect to you. Let’s properly begin this battle as equally-worthy opponents. What do you say?” Max stopped in front of Anna and began to pull his righthand out of his pocket, seemingly preparing to off

His eyes were filled with calmness, determination and confidence as he stared at his opponent standing in front of him. His opponent was none other than the Scarlett King in his prime. A being that even threatened the heavens and hell itself. Someone truly worthy of being labelled as powerful. Yet, why was Matthew not even shaking while others might have fallen already? Easy, because Matthew knew of his opponent's history. After a brief exchange of stares between the two, finally Matthew spoke. "Well, are you ready for this?" Matthew asked with a smirk. "Prepare yourselves first, for you all shall submit to me after I win." The Scarlett King replied with a grin also.