Destiny's Tethers

Chapter 37 - Challenge

A/N: a.k.a me just trying to write convincing fight scenes

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Bastian growled lowly and lunged at Lark, claws aiming for the latter's throat. Raising himself on his back legs, Lark blocked and pushed him off, before both wolves tumbled onto the grass in a flurry.

Lark ducked down and immediately dug his teeth into Bastian's fur, drawing blood as the other Alpha roared in pain and shook him off with much effort. The sand coloured wolf stumbled back, seeing a gash open up on Bastian's side, the blood trickling onto the ground.

Bastian drew back his lips in an angry snarl, the gash nevertheless gradually beginning to heal thanks to his Alpha blood.

He pounced at Lark again, who swerved out of the way and went for Bastian's throat this time. He hissed as his opponent's claws fastened into his back, but suppressed the pain as he fastened his jaws deeper. Lark tried hard to get a good grip, but Bastian was heavier than him. Using his weight, the grey wolf instead sank his claws in deeper and shoved Lark off him, pinning the sandy shape down.

Lark struggled, clenching his jaws as another bolt of pain shot through him, Bastian having ripped the fur from a section of his flank.

The grey wolf leaned down, his eyes shifting to Bradley's for a heartbeat. Landon could see what he was thinking.

Pathetic. I expected more from you, Alpha.

Keep going! Landon urged his wolf, channeling both their strength into their lower body. We have to win this!

Lark's golden eyes flared before he fastened his claws into Bastian's legs, trying his best to struggle free from the other's hold.

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"Hello...Opal."

To Opal and Olwen's disbelief, Ares shifted back into Aaron, who gazed at the silvery grey wolf with disturbing, intense reverence. He took a step forward, and Opal took a few steps back, the blood pounding in her ears.

"You must be wondering why I'm not in the Silver Arrow Pack." Aaron spoke, his eyes fixated on Opal's blue ones. "Well...as you've heard I banished Kylie after what she did at the function. You didn't deserve that."

He took another step towards Opal, his expression not exactly menacing but no less unsettling.

"My father is fighting with Alpha Landon right now. He told me to find a capable Luna from what remains of the Silver Arrow Pack...but I figured..."

He knelt down in front of Opal, reaching out to stroke the wolf's fur.

"...Why would I need to pick out a new Luna...when the perfect one was in front of me all along?"

When they were still mates, Opal loved Aaron's touch. But now, it sent a chill through both her and Olwen - they could sense his intentions. The wolf growled and snapped at him, causing the man to draw his hand back.

"The Moon River Pack seems to be experiencing some...difficulties." Aaron spoke gently, nodding to the clusters of fighting wolves. "You don't have to be here for them...come back with me to the Silver Arrow Pack and take your rightful place as my Luna, Olwen."

"She is not doing shit with you!"

Stela burst out from the trees in all her fury, shifting back into Starr and attacking Aaron. Though initially taken by surprise, Aaron growled and changed back into his wolf form, struggling with Starr before managing to throw her aside. The black furred wolf was tossed against a tree trunk and collapsed onto the ground in pain, injuries from her earlier fights still trying to heal.