Tangled With The Fated Mates

The Impending Threat

In the dimly lit confines of an abandoned warehouse, where sporadic light bulbs cast a faint glow, Reid and his band of rogues underwent intense training.

The gritty atmosphere resonated with the sounds of their movements, harmonising with the occasional wind howl seeping through cracks in the walls.

Amid this, four groups were engaged in one-on-one combat, their grunts and groans saturating the air with the intensity of their battles.

Notably, Reid faced off against both Keeran and Tommy simultaneously, revealing his raw strength through a seamless fusion of strikes, dodges, and strategic manoeuvres that challenged the conventional norms of single combat.

"You're both moving too slowly," Reid remarked to Tommy and Keeran, "and attack as a team, not as individuals. Remember, you're facing an alpha! I'm the next thing to a god!" His words carried an air of confidence, underlining the aura of authority he sought to establish in the training session.

As he spoke, Reid effortlessly dodged Keeran's swing and countered with a swift strike. Simultaneously, he evaded Tommy's attempted grapple, showcasing his agility.

"Timing is crucial," he emphasised his movements a precision dance.

"Stay sharp, or you're done for!" Reid declared, and with a breathtaking display of strength, he seized both adversaries by their throats, swiftly bringing them to the floor in a single, forceful motion. The resounding thud echoed through the warehouse, their bodies leaving cracks on the wooden floor.

The other pack members, amid their sparring, halted in surprise.

Eyes widened with shock and horror as they witnessed Reid's unparalleled strength. Even Tommy and Keeran, known for their formidable werewolf prowess, were taken aback by the ease Reid had brought them down.

Addressing the stunned pack mates, Reid challenged, "All of you, come at me!"

A snicker cut through the air, someone dismissing the idea as a joke. In an instant, Reid sped towards the sceptic, lifting him into the air by his throat and choking any trace of amusement from him.

"Think I'm joking?" Reid's voice was deadly serious.

"Are you all just going to stand by and watch me kill him? Attack me, or I'll start taking every one of you down."

The agitated werewolves launched their attack on Reid, a collective growl reverberating through the warehouse.

Reid swiftly released the guy he had been choking, throwing him across the room.

The werewolf crashed against the wall, landing in a space where the words "Bluefur Pack" had been sprawled across, his impact causing a crack in the wall.

Unfazed, Reid faced the approaching onslaught with a calm demeanour.

The werewolves descended upon him, their movements fueled by fear and determination. Reid, however, moved with an uncanny agility, dodging their attacks with calculated precision.

Keeran lunged at Reid, aiming to catch him off guard. With a swift sidestep, Reid avoided the attack and countered with a powerful blow, sending him sprawling to the ground.

The intensity of the fight heightened as the remaining werewolves adjusted their strategy, attacking in coordinated waves.

Reid, though outnumbered, showcased a masterful blend of strength and skill, thwarting each assault with strategic manoeuvres.

The man Reid had thrown against the wall, recovering from the impact, watched the scene unfold with awe and trepidation.

Reid sighed, surveying the scene of his ten pack members lying defeated on the floor.