Bending down, I held the sword straight out to point directly at the Alpha. He was still

reeling from the impact, pitiful moans escaping his lips. I never took my eyes off from the Alpha despite the cheers going on around us or the female screaming for Chiron. The Alpha rogue was not alone; a beta accompanied him. Maybe his mate.

Chiron had his hands up in front of him as he took a step back, his brown eyes showing fear. From the barely developed features and his more petite frame, I could tell the Alpha was younger, most likely in his early twenties. Why would he challenge me? That...