Alpha's Gift From the Old Gods
Toby let out a throaty growl “That was one of my favorite shirts,”
“Awe.. poor baby,” teased Alex, throwing the remnants of the black t-shirt on the ground behind him. “Now what are you going to do about it?”
Toby jumped at Alex, swinging at him. Alex dodged the first blow but the left hook caught him in the jaw, tossing his head to the side. Alex spit blood, his eyes darkening. He lunged at his brother and they wrestled across the ground, landing punch after punch, until Toby landed a strong knee into Alex’s ribs, effectively knocking the wind from his chest. Alex groaned, doubled over on the ground as Toby jumped up, in a Rocky type victory stance.
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