Alex Mercer Vs Cole Macgrath Novels & Stories

He scoffed. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Alec lunge forward, grabbing Maxwell by the scruff of his tightly fit hoody and throwing him to the floor, his legs landing on either side of the large Alpha to give him leverage for the brutal hammering he let loose on the smug pricks face. Instantly knowing THIS was what he wanted, This was his play! Provocation!

Admittedly, Chloe Marionette had nearly died after getting beaten up by Heath Accordo. In fact, she had personally witnessed how terrifying Alex Rockefeller’s moves were. She should have learned from such an experience, knowing when to back off and stop messing with Alex. However, the man in her arms was no ordinary person. He was Mr. Coleman, a member of one of California’s four largest families! Mr. Coleman was a powerful martial artist in his own right, and he was way tougher than that coward, Heath Accardo. Last night, Chloe found out from a friend that Heath had died for some unknown reason.

Fast and precise with the kind of controlled aggression of someone who had been doing this for years. Damien was something else entirely. He moved like water finding its level. Effortless and inevitable. Every block, every counter, every pivot happening slightly before it should have been possible. Cole got through twice and Damien took it without flinching and came back with something that had Cole on the mat in three seconds. I was standing in the doorway with my coffee going cold in my hand. My wolf was absolutely no help at all. Cole saw me first. He looked up from the mat with a split lip and a grin that said he had definitely noticed me noticing.

They were at a complete loss. Some of the people even slapped themselves on the face to make sure that they were not dreaming. The sight was just too frightening after all! Mac was an elder of the Bauer family! He was one of the best supports for the thirteenth young master! But an expert like this could not even block a single hit by Rachel! Was he getting old? Or was Rachel just too powerful? “How is this possible?!” “I’m not dreaming, am I?!” “Did Elder Bauer hold back?”

He opened his jaws, perhaps to growl— But no sound came out. The crowd was silent. No one dared speak. And Mia didn’t strike again. She didn’t need to, because she had already won. She stepped back. Bloodied. Bruised. Limbs shaking from exhaustion. But her spine was straight. Her red eyes were locked onto Cole’s. She stood tall. And Cole – Alpha Cole – submitted. Not with a bow. Not willingly. But with the way his ears lowered. The way his tail curled under. The way his gaze dropped to the ground.

"Winner gets free dinner from the loser." "From Mamacitas'?" "Deal!" Alex said as we both chose our character, 'So much for ignoring them' I thought, and Jack chuckled, meaning he did hear me internally. Four matches later, we were tied in a 2-2 and 1-1 in the current match. "Imma be honest, I wasn't expecting you to be as good as you are," I said as the fight began with an enhanced move from me. "Why? Think a hunter can't keep up?"

Victoria Mercer was watching me. “Everything alright?” she said. “Fine,” I said. She looked at me for a long moment. Then she looked at Damien. Then she picked up her wine glass and said, very quietly, so that only I could hear it across the table, “He’s not going to say it, you know. Whatever you’re waiting for him to say. Men like Damien Cole don’t say it.” I looked at her. “Then what do they do?” I said. She smiled. The chess piece smile. The one that meant she had already won something three moves ago.

I feel quite grim as I arrive at the guard table, not saying hello as I plunk my tray down, letting my distaste for the situation be blatantly known. “Good morning, Nadia,” Cole says, looking up at me, his face kind - even apologetic. I narrow my eyes at him on instinct – unable to help it – and then sink into my chair. “So,” Grace says, leaning forward and looking between the three gigantic Alphas with whom we’re having breakfast. “Do you guys really have fated mates and you can tell by smelling them? And you like…bite them? Or is that all rumors that humans made up?”

Owen's pov It was obvious from the look on the alpha's face that he didn't want us near the mysterious woman that had me and my brothers weak in the knees and that pissed me off because his mate was sitting on her knees right next to him. I was confused as to why he was acting as if he and she was an item, my wolf growled at the thought of his mate with another man. Axel turned to her and asked her, her name, in which she only replied it was not important right now and there were bigger things to concentrate on. Raising my left eyebrow I looked her over from head to toe, she had blood covering her but it didn't look like it was her blood, a small smear of blood was on her cheek and I was afr

Max grunted and sent a blow at his ribcage, sending Cole flying to the other side of the ring. Cole remained on the floor, grunting and Max slowly walked to him. He got to where he was lying, trying to regain himself. Max smirked and raised his right foot and was about to land it on Cole. Cole was too weak to move but a strange wind pushed him away as if he shifted on his own. This time, Cole was fully alerted and when Max moved to him and was about to repeat the same thing, Cole got a hold of his foot in anger, holding it firmly and strongly, then he eventually pushed it away, using all the strength he had left in him.