Alien Vs Predator Whoever Wins We Lose Novels & Stories

I nod shortly in response before she frees me from her dreadful gaze, while my hands trembled in the dark. "So, who do you think is going to win?" asks the male shifter standing a few meters behind me. "I don't know. We're doomed either way," says the other. "You're right. But to be honest, I hope Alpha Alexander wins this fight," "Why?" The other male asks.

"You can choose one ally to fight beside you. We'll each choose one as well." "I'll fight alone." The silence that followed was deafening. "That's four against one," Alpha Reeves said. "Even with the ring, those odds—" "They are exactly what I want." I smiled, feeling the wolf inside me stir with anticipation. "When I win, there will be no question about my strength. No doubt about my right to rule." "When you lose," Alpha Cross snarled, "your pack will be absorbed into ours. Your territory is divided. Your mate—"

I ask. Brandon rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "Well, should I say direct and indirect?" I furrow my brows in confusion at his response. Do I have to be on the battlefield if we want to defeat Alpha Victor? Not to sound weak or anything but I do not think I can survive on the battlefield, Alpha Victor would slaughter me in just the blink of an eye.

He wanted to play with fire, so he should not be surprised when I responded. His eyes darkened as they raked over my body. My mate’s rising lust told me that the countermove worked. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Tanya called out loudly. “We have a very special match taking place right here and now. Alpha versus Luna. Who will be the victor? We have seen the strength of our Alpha for years now and currently remains undefeated. However, Luna is also undefeated. The current bets place favor in Luna’s corner. There are still two minutes to place your bets with Connor.”

The night when Lyon came was the night the alpha promised to make me a woman, he promised to make me feel what it was like to have a man thrusting into me with no mercy. I looked forward to that day, everyday, with dread in my heart, but i was lucky, my knight in shinning armour came for me. I watched as Lyon tore the Alpha away from me without mercy and disfigured his face, his aura screamed Power and i was compelled just like the others to submit to him.

I groaned with disgust, “seriously Nyx, he and his friends, all are a bunch of bullies! The entire pack is terrified of them and this blacklisting tradition.” “He is cute.” she stomped her feet, thrusting her phone in my hand, “He is the alpha of this territory. Of course he can do whatever he wants” “I have never seen someone as evil as him.” I gritted out, “all he does is bully the people weaker than him and take pleasure in it. Only cowards do that.” “Nyx Jo!” The voice was scarily familiar. Nyx eyes met mine, and then widened. “I should run.” she whispered.

Rage tore into his enemies with unmatched ferocity, his claws and fangs leaving a trail of destruction. Dominic’s wolf emerged, a beast of considerable size and cunning. The two Alphas clashed, their feral roars shaking the walls. Fur, fangs, and blood blurred together as the titanic struggle unfolded. Despite Dominic’s clever tactics, Rage’s superior strength and speed gave him the upper hand. One by one, Abigail’s team eliminated the last of Dominic’s men, leaving only the defeated Alpha on the ground. Rage stood triumphant, his muzzle dripping with blood as he shifted back into his human form.

"Now, onto the next matter." We all sat up straighter. "There’s an Alpha from the south. He’s challenged me. It's a death match. One week or less. Winner takes all." "What does that mean exactly?" Kate asked. "It means," Orion said coolly, "whoever wins has a permanent claim on Ravenna." I stiffened.

Some cheered, while others let out groans of disappointment. The warrior grasped the Alpha's neck, pinning him down. The Alpha was already on the brink of losing consciousness. Then, the fight was declared over. Lord Lucas and two other ancient Lycan warriors, serving as judges, announced the warrior as the winner. Applause echoed through the space. “I thought the Alpha would win,” Lord Pericles groaned, clearly displeased with his lost bet. The Lord who had won barked out a laugh. “It’s not about rank. It’s about how well you train your wolf. Haha!”

“We’ve settled the terms. This battle will allow both shifting and weapons. It is a fight to the death. The winner will take control over both packs and do as they see fit with the members.” Jaxon scoffed. “Come on, Slade. We both know the only mate capable of taking over is an Omega. Can we just get to the real fight?” Slade hesitated, his eyes flickering to me, then to Ryker. Then, with a deep breath, he stepped back. “May the best Alpha win.”