Taking Whats His

Chapter Twenty Six.

Chapter Twenty Six.

There was a moment of silence before my words registered with everyone and chaos exploded within the clearing. I could hear my pack shouting there protests and stacking claims that they would take my place.

It was a stupid move and an impulse decision that I knew I would come to regret later but right know I knew that it was the right thing to do.

From what little I knew about the werewolf world a challenge wasn't something that should be taken lightly. I had been considering this option for a long time since my first shift. A challenge against an Alpha was rare. My dad had Alpha blood which meant that I had a little bit of Alpha blood in me as well giving me a little more hope.

The challenge would hopefully save many lives. I doubted that I would be able to kill my dad but I would at least be able to injure him in some sort of way that would make him easier to take down once I was out of action.

I was the Luna of the pack that stood proudly behind me and therefore it was my duty to protect everyone from harms way. The threat was my father and so it was my fault that we were in this position. I had to try and get us out of this situation.

My dad stood in front of me in a state of shock along with his pack and the rogues he had brought with him. They didn't try to hide there obvious shock and I might have laughed in another situation at there slack jaws and wide eyes.

"Esme!" Logan shouted from behind me drawing my attention away from my dad.

I had only walked a few steps away from Logan, "I know what I'm doing."

"No you don't!" Logan shouted again and I briefly closed my eyes knowing that Logan was right.

I turned slightly and opened my eyes so that I could look over my shoulder at Logan, "I have to try."

Logan was being held back by his dad on one side and Oliver and Jason were holding onto his other arm. He fought against his family's grip that was holding him back in a desperate attempt to reach me. His chest heaved and his eyes were almost completely black with his wolf coming forward.

"Esme!" Logan growled loudly when I took another stepped forward.

I turned back around so that my back now faced Logan and the pack. I didn't want to look at the faces of my pack not knowing how they would react. I couldn't bare the thought of my possible last glance at me new family being anything other than there smiling faces that I remembered.

I walked further into the space between my dad and the pack. My wolf was slowly growling inside of me, desperate to break free of my control and lung at the man who has now gained his composure and grinned wildly, a glint in his eyes promising pain.

"Well," he whistled lowly, "I guess we should get started by setting some rules."

I didn't say anything and stood my ground, blocking out the noise from behind me. My dad began to pace side to side in front of me whilst taking off his suit jacked and passing it to a rogue that stood taller than the rest.

"No one is to interfere," my dad began as he removed his tie and made a point of looking at Logan behind me.

"On both sides," I stated, "just me and you."

My dad smiled wickedly, "no giving up."

"A fight to the death?" I wanted to sound strong but my statement came out as a question and the underlying fear in my voice could be heard even by myself.

I don't know why I thought anything else would be the outcome. A little part if me hoped that my dad still care for me deep down and wouldn't kill me. He was a true monster in everyday.