Amalthus Fight Novels & Stories

“How… how do you stop it?” Nathan’s lips twitched with faint amusement. “You don’t. You channel it.” He lunged without warning. Lilith barely had time to react — her body moved on instinct, shifting partially, claws extending as she ducked under his strike. The force of his attack sent leaves scattering, his grin feral as he pivoted and came at her again. The fight was fast, brutal — claws clashing, teeth bared, but Nathan never aimed to hurt her seriously. Every move was a lesson. Her muscles burned. Her breath came in short bursts. But beneath it all… the hunger stirred.

The fight had just begun but he was already hurt by Knight in a huge measure and he hadn’t even launched his attack yet. Almano slowly stood up and tried to fight, he went ahead for a head on battle with Knight but the claws of Knight made its way to his face slicing a huge chunk of his face. He sunk his fangs into his neck and flipped him to the ground until there was a crash underneath him. “Almano” Adeline cried out seeing her son like that. If the fight continued like that then he would be dead. Knight bit down on Almano’s tail and threw him to the wall again he wanted to rip every part of his body in rage.

Before they could even shift, they were thrown back out…bodies hitting the ground below with sickening force. Dead. I turned back to Barry and smirked. “It seems your men have failed. Leave now, and I’ll let you live.” He laughed and sent two more. I saw Bryce sprint toward the castle. His mate was inside. He wouldn’t let her face that alone. “Don’t worry,” Barry taunted. “I have plenty of men to hunt that child.” Then he raised his arms and screamed, “ATTACK!” They shifted mid-charge. So did we. Fur ripped through skin. Bones snapped and reformed. The battlefield erupted in snarls and chaos. The war had begun.

The atmosphere crackled with tension as Alcides struggled to rise. The chant of "kill, kill, kill" echoed, Helios closing in on Alcides. Meanwhile, Rhesus, torn between tragedy and political alliances, struggled. Helios prepared for a final strike, but Alcides, with breathtaking agility, evaded. Seizing the opportunity, he kicked Helios, disrupting the champion's composure.

Amelia said. "Well, I fought hydras and other creatures. All I had to do was trapped them in a ball of water which was trapped in a tornado," Adelia told Amelia and the latter chuckled. "We both are tired aren't we?" Amelia asked. "Yep," Adelia responded. "Well brace up so we can end this," Amelia urged Adelia. "Let's end this," Adelia agreed and she immediately sent a huge wave of wind at the hydras. This threw them back but some managed to beat the wind and that was when Amelia joined the fight.

"She doesn't fight, Dante." I snarled loudly, struggling. "Alpha, she could be an asset to an army." Ben's grip became so tight it hurt. "Not an option, this won't be happening again." I snarled again, my fist flew up into Ben's nose and smiled as I felt cartilage crunch. I ripped Ben's arms off of me and stepped away. ",She is actually here, and she isn't something you can control." Both boys watched me, blood dripping down to Ben's lip. I shook my head angrily and glanced at Dante.

“You’ve already lost.” “Oh Nathaniel,” Ama cooed. “Still protecting the weak? Still pretending you’re not just a scared little boy under all that Alpha bluster?” He bared his teeth, but I touched his arm. “This is my battle.” I took a deep breath, and then I leapt. Lightning pulsed from my fingertips as I collided with Ama midair. Our powers clashed with an explosion that shook the earth. The beast she rode shrieked and threw us apart, but I landed on my feet, crouched and ready.

Blood drains from my face and I suddenly feel sick. Billy asks again, slower this time, the words like steel. “Who the fuck did you say was gonna fight him?” Eleanor’s expression crumples into something close to guilt. She looks down. I bite my lower lip. Dom’s brows draw together. Billy’s voice is calm but dark. “Three people, right? That’s what you said?” He points at Dominicus. “One is the Amadeus Alpha. He’ll fight the physical battle.” Then he points at me. I flinch.

He spun around theatrically, holding the crowd of timid townspeople in the palm of his hand, “For her mate - her chosen one is Rocco Valence! Or as you know him, the orphan of the last whore to get her throat slit on these cobbles.” The crowd mumbled and whispered together, checking the perimeter I saw Selene’s blonde sisters hovering nearest to the cage. Adam, the one from the photographs was nowhere to be seen, I’d rather know where that sneaky fucker was before it all kicks off. Wicknace then suddenly threw the axe at us with a strength that was surprising considering his fat, ancient age. As we separated to avoid the spinning blade the three of them shifted. Jimmy and Julien were huge, w