Novel & Cerita I Expected A Battle Of Wits

By this time she had closed up the distance between her and Sally. It was even more boring than I thought it would be, I was expecting to see blows flying around just like we did it during wars, yet they were only wagging their tongues like snake, without a single action. I wanted to say it was how women fought. But it wasn't obviously, we had women who fought with us during wars, and they were never so boring, they were never as boring as Sally and Lisa were right now. I really expected to see blows flying around the whole place, I expected to see blood flowing, I really wanted to see something that wasn't just talking, something more than talking and talking...

I knew she wanted me to lose to him, whether I lost or won, no one would dare to throw her out of here, I would never allow such, I was their future Alpha, and my decision stands and is not guaranteed by a cheap threat made by my brother, Jeremy. We waited for the beta couch who was supposed to blow the whistle for us to begin. I’d performed this Plonker battle game countless times before. The objective of the game was simple: use my wits, strength, and cunning to outmaneuver my opponent and claim victory. My opponent was the one who taught me how to play this game, he would scold me if I was low on energy or if I lost to one of our step brothers then, crazy how I was battling with my tutor

Up till now, Anthony has been the only person to experience how scathing I could be once I get cocky, but now a murmur ripples through the library. “Whoa!” “He's number 1?!” “That is Miles, right?!” “It's about to get real!” I wish they'd all shut up. I don't care. If I have to do it, I'll do it and do it right. This is my art. Hate yourself for picking a fight with me over Battle Royale, Anthony! When it comes to this game, I'm A-tier. “Still as sassy as ever, huh?” Anthony whines. He's obviously mad.

The same Eli I was fated to. Then the vision from the artifact crashed back into me, the battlefield, the blood, us fighting side by side. My eyes widened. It was him. A cold chill ran down my spine. I gripped the edge of my desk until my knuckles turned white. My breathing turned ragged. Eli slowly turned his head. Our eyes met. For a brief second… he smirked, like he recognized me too. My mouth went dry. I couldn’t look away. “What is he planning again this time?”

My body tensed, every muscle ready. Because whatever came through that door… wasn’t coming to bow. And deep down, I knew— The real battle had just begun. ****** Can anyone guess how the King knew mirrors could expose the shadows?

I mock. If they are scheming, then the heavens have gifted me with a more scheming sense. If they want us to play, then I am game. And in the end, we will see who the smart one will be. I am actually weirdly enthralled to see the ending of this.

“This is ridiculous, you really think a bunch of new generation babies can beat us in a fair fight?” “That's why I'm giving you a chance to prove me wrong. Win this fight and not only will I give you back your position, I'll also apologize.” “Fine then.” “Good, the rules are simple. Last five minutes against an elder and you win.” I said to the betas and they all nodded in approval. At least some of them did. I made mental notes of all of them, those who were scared and those who were brave. Edgar took center stage and he pointed to an elder. He looked at the elder with so much hate and my eyes narrowed at the elder. That was Elder Warren, the fifth elder and he was known as a very kind man

It isn’t a question of whether it will happen, but when. I don’t care what is in the tall glass. I need a drink. The golden liquid bubbles and fizzes as I raise to my mouth and down the whole thing in one gulp. The cool liquid slides down my throat, but it doesn’t even begin to quench my sudden dry mouth. I go to grab another glass from another waiter, but David’s hand grasps my wrist. “Stop it. You can’t fight a battle when you can’t see who is there or you see three or four of them, when there is only one.”

"In war, it's not enough only to know how to fight. Physical strength must be in harmony with intellectual strength to develop the best strategy and defeat the enemy." I raise my head and puff out my chest; yes, idiot, I may not be the best fighter, but I'm certain the smartest. "Watch out, weirdo," Edgar smacks my chest so hard when the coach turns his back that I gasp for air. "I'm gonna get you, little genius," he says mocking. I hate this guy, I swear by the moon goddess, Edgar, that I will get my revenge, I think as I try to catch my breath and glare at him in anger. "Scared of your ugly face, weirdo."

I smile wierdly. My eyes roam the entire area. Everyone including mom, my mate and the pack members all await my words. The suspense does internally murder them. "Battle me!" I drop the bomb. Everyone except rowan gasp. They all know dwelling a true alpha equals a death wish, Well thsr I my desire. Task brother Rowan with impossibility which eventually forces he back down. All same I'll be proclaim winner without any stress. "The winner of the battle determines fate of the loser" I heighten the stakes.