Page 247 of Wolf Domination


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We looked over to Felicia, who was already fuming with anger.

“Stop acting as if you’ve already won!” she snarled. “I’m your final opponent and deserve to be Alpha of this pack!”

“Deserve?” I questioned and rolled my eyes dramatically just as Malachite moved out of my way to stand behind me and lightly squeeze my shoulders.

“Be careful. She plays dirty.”

Don’t they all?

“What have you possibly done to ‘deserve’ to run a pack my Papa Dearest spent years if not decades building? If running a pack is so damn easy, I would have expected this to be your hundredth time trying to take one’s Alpha title versus this being you’re first.”

“H-How do you know that?” she questioned.

“Well, it's my Alpha duty to know shit. To have information you wouldn’t think I’d know to make the right decisions for the members of my newly claimed pack.”

“You don’t have fucking experience!” she snapped back as she prepared to get into her fighting stance.

“I don’t?” I found that laughable. “I guess some would think that. It only was a few short months ago that the world knew William and Willow as different individuals prospering in their own sections of life.”

With one final shoulder squeeze from Malachite, I walked towards the center of the ring just like Felicia did while Alpha Memphis made sure we acknowledged his presence as he boldly walked to us.

“Let’s finish this, shall we?” Alpha Memphis encouraged as he darted his gaze between us. “Three minutes. Whoever loses gets to be my personal slave for as long as I see fit.”

I had to glance over at him, noticing the twitch of amusement in his eyes that locked onto mine.

“Trust me. You won’t want to be at my disposal. I’m rather high maintenance.”

“I bet,” I commented while Felicia huffed.

“You’ll enjoy having her as your bitch seeing as she has no shame in fucking every guy she meets.”

“It must be nerve-wracking to be so obsessed with someone else’s life that their sex life becomes a problem for you,” I bitterly tossed back and cracked my neck. “I guess the Vile Queen wasn’t keeping you busy enough, huh?”

She bit her lip to stop herself from replying, just as Alpha Memphis took three steps back and raised his arm up.

“Three minutes! The timer begins…NOW!” With the slice of his arm through the air, the countdown began and neither of us remained still as we jumped into action.

Felicia was already jumping into attack mode, her blows forcing me to go into defense as I worked on standing my ground. It was a rather risky maneuver because unless you had enough stamina to keep up such tactics, she would fuck up her rotation by the two-minute mark.

Which was kind of what I was hoping for.

“Finally getting to take you out is going to be the best reward after years of loyalty,” she snarled as she continued to swiftly jab at me with everything she had. I ended up having to move around, ducking and moving side to side to avoid her punches that were ruthless to endure with my bare hands. “All these fucking years. Being fucking second because you exist!”

“Well, my apologies for being born,” I huffed on purpose, hoping she’d believe she was actually getting the advantage. If I proved I wasn’t struggling to keep up with her, she’d pull some surprise move that would be a pain to deal with right now.

The element of surprise only works if you fall right into their trap.

“As if that’s enough!” she screamed and did a high kick, which forced me to duck and lift my hands up to take the full force of her second kick, which tried to hit me in the gut. I still gasped at the impact which sent me sliding back along the floor, but I didn’t lose my balance as she moved in a blur and was in my face doing another set of punches.

I avoided and blocked them, sensing the uncertainty looming in the air as my pack observed. They didn’t know my fighting style, which wasn’t their fault. They probably didn’t even think I could fight, especially when I hadn’t been a part of their pack training since I was a teenager.

Roberto trained Onyx and me privately since it was a part of our torture sessions, so I could only imagine what this pack of shifters was thinking about. I could dive into it and get a glimpse of their thoughts and concerns thanks to being an Alpha, but that would either distract me or make me feel like shit for knowing the true lack of confidence these fuckers had for me.

Not like it really mattered.

The solid foundation of my Forbidden Pack was strong as they observed us. Each of them had witnessed me defending myself, and their confidence in me would be the pillars I needed to truly turn the tables when Felicia least expected it.

“Two minutes left,” Alpha Memphis announced.

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