Alone We Fight Novels & Stories

Just fight on. ~The end~

Alex nodded his head in satisfaction, yawned, and said to Owen Donald, "Are we still fighting?" Owen did not expect that Alex had also brought some people, but on second thought, the people he had brought with him were thugs who often fought, and the people on Alex's side looked like migrant workers. It did not look like their fighting ability was on the same level at all. Moreover, with the current situation, they could no longer retreat. Owen raised his hand and said, "Fight!"

“They say that the alliance will fail, they say without alpha Mihcael who had spearheaded this campaign for three decades, they are hopeless.” I paused, “We aren’t!” I roared. A hushed silence fell over the crowd. “We aren’t weak… we aren’t cowering, our tails are not tucked between our legs… our fangs are out, our mane is worn proudly, our claws are eager to be stained with their blood.” “Yeah!” there was a thunderous roar from the alphas in the hall. “We are taking the fight to them ---kiss your mates, tuck in your kids… alphas, we are going to war!”

That was a battle I’d have to fight alone. ‎

I said, “by acknowledging that this fight will not be won in isolation. What we saw just now was a preview of what happens when each of us fights alone.” I looked around the table, catching each hybrid’s gaze in turn: Mia, her power still unbalanced but growing stronger every day; Austin, his energy wild, erratic; Antonella, fire burning behind her eyes; Mike, calm but dangerous; and the others—the newcomers who had barely begun to explore what they could do. “If we keep fighting like lone wolves, we will lose,” I said. “This ends now. From this day forward, we train as one.” Mike leaned back in his chair. “You want to run group drills?”

Together, we work through the night, piecing together a strategy, clinging to the hope that we can turn the tide. By the time dawn breaks, exhaustion weighs heavily on us, but we have a plan. It’s not perfect, and it’s far from a guarantee, but it’s a start. This is my fight, our fight, and I won’t back down. Not now, not ever. We are Wilson Paragon, and we will rise from these ashes.

Di and I said incredulously. “I Talon Maximus accept your challenge, with the victor laying claim to the pack and Luna! We will fight in the ancient way,” He grit his teeth with hatred. “Lycan against Lycan!” Baron gasped fearfully and Talon bit his jaw so hard I waited to hear a crack. “Wait just a damn minute,” I said. “I am not part of any bargain between you two. I am not property and by the way, I don’t belong to anyone. Fuck both of you!” I yelled before Di started walking me to the couch to sit down.

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

How boring. Then the order came. Fight!

This time, I’ll fight back. Even if I have to do it all alone.