Chapter one hundred and seventy eight

Zach’s POV

“I don’t need this,” he said tossing aside his sword as he hit his fists up. “I can handle you like a wolf.”

Now that was his biggest mistake. Fist fights were my thing.

“You should stick to weapons,” I said. “Trust me. You’ll need them.”

“Oh I’ll use weapons,” he smirked. “When I’m done destroying you with my fists.”

What a child. He was in for a surprise visit.

The atmosphere brimmed with electricity as I lunged forward with the force of a charging beast.

My werewolf strength pushed me towards the other alpha, who stood ready in the center of the ring to receive me.

This was a battle of dominance, a fight that would determine the fate of our packs.

I was confident in my strength and speed and I was ready no matter what to win.

I would not let this alpha who had almost destroyed my pack multiple times win.

I was fighting for my family, I was fighting for my pack. My honor, my friends who had been affected. I was fighting for them all and I was ready to have my revenge a