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Her chest clenched when the struggling annoyed the cut on her wrist even more, but she grit her teeth against her gag and continued wrestling against her restraints. Now that she finally had something worth fighting for, she was going to fight long and hard for it. The thought of Landon distracted her slightly from her struggling. She knew there was something wrong and everything in her was screaming to swim back up to the top and find out what was happening. She needed him to be okay. Brooklyn suppressed the panic threatening to invade her. Between her worrying about Landon, her unrelenting restraints, and the sharp rocks digging harshly into her skin, she was getting nowhere quickly.

“Yeah, but I won the man. You didn't.” “Want to bet?” She smiled, leaning on a table. I didn’t answer. “Are you scared?” She mocked, tucking a strain of hair behind her ears. “Well, you should be and that's because you’re doomed to fail,” she said flatly. “I will crush you in the war.” “I have Kai,” I said simply. “And that’s more than enough to fight you.” She laughed. Cold and hollow. “Yes, you have Kai but he’s the only one you do have.”

“And while you sat in silence under Cain’s rule, while our enemies closed in, I was out there remembering what it means to fight. To lead.” She looked at Cain then, stone-faced and coiled with fury in the corner. But she didn’t flinch. “I didn’t win the Alpha Trial because I’m your favorite. I won because I’m stronger than every lie they told about me.” She turned back to the crowd. “If what you want is an Alpha who hides behind a name—well that's not me. But if you want an Alpha who will fight beside you, who will bleed for this territory, who will make sure your pups sleep safe no matter what storm is coming—then look no further.”

I replied and turned to her. "I already cried my part." She said with a weak smile. "Crying all the time would not bring him back." "Do you have any idea about his enemies? Anyone you can point to?" She shook her head. "No. I don't." Before she gave a little laugh. "I'm sad. But not surprised. Enemies would forever remain enemies." Enemies would forever remain enemies. I didn't know why but that line took my kind back to the fight I had had with Winston, sending chills down my spine.

Prepare for a long fight. I silence the phone. Deal with it tomorrow. Tonight, I'm here. With people who matter. With people who chose me back. And that's worth fighting for. Even if the fight destroys everything else. Even if the cost is more than I can afford. Some things are worth the price. Some people are worth the risk. And I'm finally brave enough to believe it.

Not now, not ever. No woman is worth fighting for.

she said while getting dressed and she left . My mind goes immediately to Anna , the girl i met few hours ago , the only person i crave to be in my room at the moment was her , i crave to fuck her over and over again until she can't walk anymore, i'd pound into her in every position possible , i'd spoil her in any way possible , I'd get her whatever she wants, i would give her the world I've never felt anything towards Amelia , it was fun fucking her , but now , after meeting Anna , fucking Amelia was off the table .

My woman is on her feet, fully upright and already fighting like the badass she is. Her eyes are gold and burning so bright, her gown torn at the shoulders. She looks like she was born for this exact moment and I am so fucking proud of her. Right then, she throws another wave of light into the nearest cluster of Fiona’s soldiers and they scatter into the air before crashing to the floor, dead. This is a bloody fight and the clashes are becoming bloodier.

I was petrified. “Sacred of what?” I asked. She looked at me, “scared that I would lose? That I would walk in there and throw the match?” I gnash my teeth, they would soon turn to dust at the rate that I was going, I knew that. “Do you want to throw the match?” I asked. She stared at me with an appalled look on her face, “No! I don’t want to do that, I want to fucking fight, I want them to see that I am worth it, worth you,” she said, her voice hardening.

It was fun at first but after the first three days, it got boring and very uneventful. But with Ava, she fights as though her honor is on the line and that's the difference. She isn't the kind of person to surrender because of the title you possess. She isn't the kind of person to give the upper hand to an adversary in power and she isn't the type of person to give up when there's no way out. But she is the type of woman who would keep fighting for the course she believes in even if it costs her the air she breathes or the blood that flows through her veins.