Chelsea
I sucked in a breath as Marcel walked around the mat with his hands behind his back. I could feel the static from the bond, I wanted to feel his hands on me, I clenched my hands trying to concentrate.
Not yet.
Amelia was watching from the sidelines with bottles of water and a towel.
I focused my gaze on Leon this was going to be fun, "shake!" Marcel commanded his voice rippled through me, the command wanted me on my knees.
I raised my head and using my Alpha blood, I pushed strength throughout my body. Leon had a smirk on his face which quickly faded as his eyes widened, he met me halfway and extended his hand. I took it and shook it as he tightened his large hand around mine, he held on a little long for comfort.
"Look if you don't make it we can try to make arrangements for you to become my personal fuck toy," he sneered as I jerked my hand out of his grip.
His strategy was to lower me into a false sense of security by trying to aggravate me through words. Unfortunately for him, I grew up in an Alpha home I always got called terms like princess, sweetheart, sex on legs, ready for breeding, a pretty face, a pretty mouth the list goes on.
I stood back on the edge of the mat eyeing Leon dangerously, I washed out all of the sounds around us. I took a deep breath and lowered myself into a defensive stance checking my muscles were switched on.
"Begin," Marcel commanded the order.
Leon immediately launched himself at me. I dodged to the right weaving under his right hook, I scored a blow to his ribs.
Now positioned behind him I sent a hard kick to the back of his knee trying to send him to the ground. He didn't budge. He switched around going to grab my waist, he flung me over his shoulder, he grabbed my ass giving in a rough squeeze. I knew he was going to slam me on the mat if I didn't get out of here fast enough.
I wrapped my arm around his neck going for a choke hold. He went for my arm over his shoulder, but I was faster. I raised my hand and smashed it into the middle of his spine, I got another hit in when...
His body jolted from my punches loosening his hold on me, he threw me off. I landed on my knees on the mat and was met with a kick to the face. I growled as I rolled backwards and jumping up I wiped my nose I was immediately met with blood. I spat blood on the floor throwing my hands up, as he stalked me. He was searching for my weaknesses, I stood my ground showing nothing. He winked at me with a smile.
Aria just wanted to take over and tear him apart, I took a deep breath doing my own assessments of Leon. He leant slightly to the right, he tried to compensate for his miscalculated balance with his left leg which wasn't helping. I tried not to smile, alerting him that I'd realised I had put out his back.
I licked my lips narrowing my eyes at him, he tilted his head in confusion. We started circling each other, he jabbed out going for my ribs connecting but because I was moving; it was a light punch.
His jab was enough for me to get behind him landing a blow to his spine he dropped to a knee which is all I needed. Another punch landed on his spine and he met the ground with a hiss he rolled over to try and grab my ankles which I let him.
As I fell I moved my arm around his neck rolling underneath him, his head on my shoulder, so he could head butt me. He was wheezing and thrashing, I wrapped my leg around his bicep and started to elongate my body to pull on his right shoulder he groaned in pain.
"Submit," I whispered in his ear. "Like the bitch you are."
He thrashed in my hold, I pulled tighter as he wailed in pain. I was close to snapping his arm.
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The Protectors Trial
WerewolfWar, famine and carnage is all that was known before the Council was formed over 50 years ago. They consisted of the elders from each faction; Werewolves Vampires Witches And Fae. But to protect this Council from danger is a group of Protectors...