Chapter One Hundred & Two

A tough morning.

I vomit, I vomit from the sheer excruciating pain hitting through my chest. I knew Lycans were strong, but this is at another level strong.

“Cut it out, you’re hurting Aida!” Ricardo growls at Lance.

“She has to abide by their rules…” Ricardo continues, his aura not receding. I can feel Lance channel more of his aura to battle his brother’s, his anger enhancing his power. I am unable to breathe, I’m struggling to catch my breath and I feel Axel trying to calm me down by stroking my hair, who is crouched down next to me.

“Just breathe Aida, deep breaths.” He tries to command. But I can’t, my body is locked into the battle between Ricardo and Lance.

“Take him out!” Axel yells at his King, as my mind starts to go dizzy from the lack of oxygen intake. His oppressive aura only grows as he shifts into his Lycan form. He launches himself at Lance, who shifts just as quickly and blocks the attack. The kitchen diner will be completely ruined, fights are meant to be outside