BLACKFOREST REIGN

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

Pran tried by all means to not get distracted from his own fight but when he saw Pat being thrown against a huge tree he couldn't help but shout out his name. 

"I'm fine. Focus on yourself" he told him through their mind link.

He wanted to go to him and aid him in beating Godfrey but he knew better than to do that.

He had to trust that Pat could defend himself, besides it wasn't as if he could get away from Frank that easily. The werewolves man could keep his end pretty well. 

Pran blocked the kick Frank had landed on to him. He was pushing him back and distancing their fight from Pat and Godfrey. 

Frank pulled back his arm, his hand turned into fists.

Pran knew then he was planning on landing another punch. Because he was too focused on the arms, Pran didn't take notice that it had been a faint until he saw Frank slide down and tackle his feet.

Pran stumbled on the ground but he managed to flip backwards and stand up fast before Frank could be on top of him. Pran then came for him.

He changed into his wolf and pounced on him, dragging down to the ground. Frank didn't have time to change into his own wolf form and so was brought to the ground by the wolf.

Cesor pinned him down, having his claws dug deeper into his skin. His painful screams echoed around that a few heads turned their way.

Cesor looked around. He could see half of his people were standing their ground against the threat whilst the other half was barely holding on.

He did make out that the odds weren't in their favour but they also weren't on the enemies side either.

His eyes searched for the boys. Andrew was battling on his end. He saw Wai strike back at his opponent, landing him into a rock nearby.

Korn was getting beaten down. He was about to rush to his aid when Nial backed him up. His eyes finally landed on Pat.

He was pinned down on the ground, Godfrey's shoes were down on his throat. He could leave Frank and aid him.

He glanced down at him, he was losing his strength because of the blood oozing out of him, in a few minutes he would lose his consciousness.

Right now as he stood, he was much of a threat. 

"I'm fine. Focus on yourself" those words came up again, making Pran halt in his trail of thoughts.

He glanced towards where he was. He could see that Pat was struggling against him.

From where he stood, Godfrey was their leader and that meant he was experienced in fights.

He had been through them. He knew how to best his opponent. And Pran was afraid, Pat could never win against him. 

"Pat. Will you be fine?" he couldn't help but wonder. But he knew, all he could do now was to have faith and believe. 

"_" 

He knew sooner or later he could be out of breath. The damned boots in his throat were making it hard for him to breathe. The more he gasped for air, the more Godfrey pinned him some more. 

"My name is Godfrey. I am a God. So how can I possibly allow hybrids to roam around the surface of the earth?"

"You take yourself as a God. How delusional. I feel sorry for you" Pat gagged soon after. Godfrey had pinned him harder. 

Pat could see Pran from a distance, more so his wolf, Cesor pinning down Frank. There was his partner doing all he could to win, to be victorious, and here he was losing. He didn't want to disappoint him.

He wanted to stay alive and stay by Pran's side. But how could he if he was dead. No. This was not how it was going to end.

He had a life to build, a town to rule. He was not going to be bested by the low likes of Godfrey. 

Bite him. 

He frowned at the thought. 

Bite him. 

It came again. How would biting him be of any use?

It will. 

Pat around.

Was someone invading his thoughts? Was someone trying to communicate with him? Was this some sort of help? But then again who could help him? Everyone was in a fight of their own. 

All you have to do is bite him. Get away from his grasp and bite him. 

Bite him. All he had to do was bite him. 

Pat took a handful of soil and threw it at Godfrey's face, blurring out his vision.

Pat took this chance, grabbed Godreys leg, twisted it and pushed the leg off of him.

The man groaned at the pain while Pat crawled backwards freeing himself from captivity.  

He clenched his t-shirt as he took big breaths. He could finally breathe again. He watched as Godfrey blinked back multiple times before he could see right again. 

"You little brat!" 

He matched forward and Pat did too.

When Godfrey stretched his hand in an attempt to grab him, once again Pat evaded and he in turn took Godfrey by his neck and quickly bit him.

He made sure his canine teeth really sank in. The painful growl he let out made those present still in their movements as they watched in horror.

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