Harlow

I closed my eyelids. The pain was too heavy, pressing down to the very ends of the nerves in my brain. If only I could survive tonight, the wound on my arm might heal within weeks. Everything would return to normal as if there had never been a wound.

“Alpha Gabriel, did Harlow challenge you to a duel for the alpha title?” Mr. Pascoe’s voice sounded hesitant.

“Yes. Alexa and Lorraine are the witnesses.” Alpha Gabriel’s voice was arrogant amid his ragged breaths.

“If Harlow can defeat you until you pass out or die, you will step down from your title as alpha." Alexa voiced her threat between sobs....