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"This is nothing... Please focus on the battle! He is going to need our help very soon." "How... How do you know that?" "Isn't it obvious? This is him testing the waters. He might have restrained him a little, but his damage output is still not good enough. He will need your help, that's why he told you to back off!" "but..." "Don't hesitate now. Maybe you forgot, but you are on the Solar Plexus stage and your bones are much stronger than before. We both need to do our best or everyone dies!"

Alice was starting to feel nervous as she listened to him, but she couldn’t help rolling her eyes at those last statements. “Why don’t they see how bad I am at fighting? At this point, any experienced wolf would be able to take me down.” “Not if you can control their minds and instruct them what to do. This would be their main concern and insecurity.” “I mean, how do you even prove one’s intentions? Even if I say many times that I won’t hurt them, would they actually believe me?”

Sighing, I closed my eyes in annoyance, trying hard to calm myself down, " does it matter? Why should you care if your opponent is pregnant or not? " I sighed, "If you want to fight justly and powerfully without hurting the innocent, you will have to use your wits, remember, its not about strength but speed and smartness, you have to be like a snake, carefully assessing your enemy's movement while balancing yours in between, " " okay, " he said, releasing a sigh and looking dejected, this reminded me of his state when I first met him on the battle field.

There was a latticework of small cuts and scratches across my forearm, and as I panted, a small smile curved up one corner of my opponent’s mouth. In that moment, the wall of difference between me and the other girl could not have been clearer. I hadn’t managed to inflict a single wound on her while she attacked because I was so busy trying to defend myself, and now I felt mixed emotions start to bloom inside me. It was a combination of fear, shame and anxiety. Morgan was good, I told myself weakly, and in all likelihood she was going to end up winning this fight. ‘Don’t,’ Lea cautioned suddenly, and my bleak thoughts ground to an immediate halt as my wolf continued. ‘Talking yourself down i

“He seems both listless and irritated. Or am I reading it wrong?” “He probably doesn’t feel that challenged. His battles in training are usually much more high energy and intense.” Grant answered helpfully with an unconcerned shrug. “Did we arrange this fight incorrectly? If we did I need to make sure the battles in human form are corrected.” She asked with concern.

I nod, it’s all I’ve got to give at this moment. He doesn’t spare me much more than that moment before he starts to circle me like a predator does his prey. His eyes are calculating, he’s sizing me up even though we have fought a few times now. I have changed a bit since the locker room and haven’t actually done any kind of sparring for over a month now. As the thought hits me, I realize I am nervous for the first time in a very long time. But I can't decide if it is a good thing or a bad thing. I’m weak and out of shape, but I have enough training that muscle memory should kick in and help me out. Don’t worry sweet girl, we will do this together. My wolf reminds me she’s here with me.

It's gotta be a hit to the balls to realize your pack would be at a disadvantage during a battle. "They are a lot better than the last pack we were at so don't go beating yourself up about it. They will be in way better shape by the time we leave you. Have faith in your wolves." I give him a small smile to let him know not all is lost. "Yea, you're right. I've never had anyone beat me at sparring, let alone in less than 2 minutes. Really humbles a guy." The chuckle he lets out lets me know there aren't any hard feelings.

They had all gathered to discuss yesterdays events. Sorin tiredly plopped himself into grass , his shoulders aching from the fight he had fought yesterday. Since he always wore a mask during the fight , his face didn't get hurt or had any bruises but his body suffered because of that. Often aching and filled with bruises he got from the fists of the fighters aimed right at his bare body. "Did you talk to her?" Elijiah asked. "Yes, I talked to her and I warned her not to open her mouth" Sorin answered.

•• Hayden’s POV ••• “Focus!” I commanded one of my warriors who was sparring with me in the boxing ring. I delivered a right hook with all my speed and put all my power into it, and it successfully hit my warrior on his cheek. I frowned as I looked at the warrior staggering a few steps sideways after receiving my punch. All my warriors had great strength but were slightly slow in reacting. I made a mental note to let my Beta and Gamma focus more on training their speed rather than strength.

Mina's words were filled with fear and everyone that heard her could discern how serious the situation was. "do you think we can win?" Inumaki asked "there is only one thing I'm sure of..." Mina replied. "I don't see me and Rosewell surviving battle even if we are to win" everyone seemed to agree with what Mina said. they kept saying "we won't let that happen" but even Rosewell himself knew that what she said was true. the only thing he could use his power for was close combat and if anyone was overwhelmingly faster or stronger than him, he was sure to lose.