The Forbidden Alpha

Adea

My attention snapped back to the field. As I scanned the field, I noted the number of participants had dropped to almost none. Seven people remained on the field and as one of the opponents I recognized as a Delta’s son threw a punch into his opponent’s face, he fell back completely knocked out.

Six people left.

My eyes wandered until they locked on three people, two of them faced Gabe. One charged at him and he threw his arm around his opponent’s head. He held him in a headlock and squeezed until he knew he had no chance of escape.

He tapped Gabe’s arm, admitting defeat.

Gabe released him and waited for him to straighten and walk off the field. He turned to the other man and waited for him to make the first move. I couldn’t help but smile as confidence radiated off of him.

His opponent shot towards him so fast I could barely make out the movement. Gabe dodged him and his opponent flew past him. His opponent caught himself before he fell to his knees and turned to face him with a furious snarl.

He’s got this.

Gabe eyed his opponent warily as he began creeping towards him carefully. I sucked in a breath as Gabe shot towards his opponent with a determined yell and his opponent crouched low before darting towards him.

In front of me, even Odis was tense as he watched the fight. I found Gabe again, and a feeling of unease bloomed. There was nothing I could do as his opponent’s claws tore through flesh. Blood gushed from Gabe’s arm and Gabe grunted in pain.

His opponent stopped and eyed him as he gave him a chance to give in. When Gabe didn’t, he lunged at him again. Gabe caught his arm and twisted it a pop brought his opponent to his knees.

“Give,” Gabe growled and his grip tightened in warning, “or I’ll twist it clean off.”

His opponent hissed in pain and he looked up into his eyes, searching for a hint of something. Maybe for a hint of a bluff or for truth. He shook his head, not finding what he was looking for.

“I give,” he said and dropped his head, unwilling to see if it was a bluff or promise. My shoulders slumped in relief.

Four left.

Gabe instantly let go of his arm and helped him up. He didn’t help him off the field but watched him until he was gone. He turned back to face the remaining participants. His gaze locked on someone and when I followed his line of sight, I spotted Leo.

I found Leo standing above his opponent who glared up at him. His foot held his opponent down, I saw Leo’s lips move, and his opponent spat on the floor in response. The smirk that pulled at one side of his lip told me he welcomed the disrespect.

Leo lifted his leg and stomped down hard on his opponent’s calf. The sound of bone cracking is followed by a blood-curling scream that filled the air. My hair stood on end as I watched Leo lift his heel to deliver another blow.

His opponent screamed defeat and Leo froze for a second in thought. I knew what he was thinking; what he was contemplating. I could see the gears in his mind churning, as he weighed his options. My heart thundered in my chest as I watched him. Was he capable of being civil?

Leo looked up and his eyes found mine, he smiled before looking back to his opponent. I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding when he slowly lowered his foot until it stood on the ground.

He didn’t bother to offer him a hand up. He stared down at him and watched as he scrambled to stand. Ignoring the pain in his leg, his defeated opponent, limped in the direction where Zoe and the others sat.

I didn’t know the pack doctor was here but I was thankful when I saw him waiting for him as he stepped off the field. The competition was down to the last three participants. The Delta’s son, Gabe, and Leo.

They stood for a moment, Leo looked murderous; his chest rose and fell as he eyed the other two. The Delta’s son studied Leo and Gabe, his eye lingered a moment too long on Gabe’s bloodied arm.

Gabe ignore his stare and straightened his back as he gave Leo a glare. They exchanged glances and goosebumps broke out along my arms. This was going to be close, I crossed my fingers as I watched Gabe.

I wanted him to win.

The Delta’s son took a step towards Gabe, signaling him out. Leo stepped back and looked between the two as Gabe accepted the challenge.

He darted at Gabe, it was the fastest I’d seen him move tonight. His boot collided with Gabe’s stomach and he knocked Gabe on his ass. I watched them wrestle as they both struggled to keep the other down.

Gabe let out a roar as his opponent got on top of him and my eyes searched their tangled body to find the source of his pain. I bared my teeth and growled low as I found it.

His opponent had two claws deep in the wound on his arm. A fucking dirty move but I guess with no rules, cheap shots are allowed. While his eyes were on his wound, Gabe reached up with his free hand and grabbed the back of his neck. He moved back trying to get free of Gabe’s grip.

Gabe saw an opening and lifted his knees to his chest before kicking him off of him. He cried out as his claws ripped from his wound but he jumped to his feet and kicked him in the chest with a force so powerful it knocked his opponent back.

As a scream of agony escaped from his lips, Gabe landed on top of him. His hand slid up his collar bone quickly before his fingers wrapped tightly around his neck. His opponent struggled to wiggle free as he fought for air.

“I surrender,” he choked and Gabe released his neck. He gasped and coughed as Gabe got to his feet. The Delta’s son got up and they nodded at each other before he left the field.

And then there were two.