CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR - VICTOR AND CONQUERED

ASHA

I could feel the surge of rage inside me, pulsing and threatening to overflow.

My wolf begged to be released, itching to get its claws and fangs buried around Dwight’s neck. There was a slight movement, and I watched as Dwight’s Delta walked forward, stepping between Dwight and I to observe the ancient rites before any Alpha match.

I didn’t care to pay attention. My focus was fixed on Pixie, who looked so small between Jared and WormWhick that it was almost comical.

Finally, the Delta nodded and stepped back, signaling for the Alphas to shift and begin the fight.

In a heartbeat, I had shifted, shaking out my thick fur. I stood tall, even in my wolf form, and once Dwight shifted, I was actually a little surprised to see that Dwight’s wolf was just as large as I was, something I hadn’t expected at all. I had thought his wolf would be no larger than Pixies at best given the fact that he was more of a meager Alpha and had barely seen real combat.

Dwight’s wolf was as plain as I