Chapter one hundred and forty eight

Zach’s POV

The room seemed to tremble in response, as if acknowledging the strength of my presence. My beta faltered for a moment, his confidence waning as he realized the full extent of my power.

But he was not one to back down easily. His attacks grew more desperate, fueled by a combination of fear and determination.

He aimed for my weak spots, attempting to exploit any opening he could find. Yet, I defended each strike with calculated precision, deflecting his blows while maintaining a steady offensive stance.

A series of rapid strikes brought me closer to victory. I anticipated his moves, countering with a speed he had not expected me to have.

His movements grew sluggish, his stamina fading. I could see the frustration on his face, a realization that his mastery of new styles could not compare to the tried and true.

With a final burst of strength, I delivered a powerful blow to his chest a second time, sending him crashing to the ground and this time, his chest exploded open as