Being Overpowered

With a loud howl from Brayden, Alpha Draco took that as a sign and lurched forward. Between the two of them, the sizes aren’t that far in comparison. Only that Alpha Draco’s werewolf form’s obviously rusted and old than the other.

The scars, healed cuts and those which left a mark in his skin are still obvious from the naked eye. It cannot be denied that those things are imbedded in his system. It cannot be concealed. Compared to Brayden’s shiny and healthy black fur, the Great Alpha looked in a disadvantage.

Until Brayden was proven wrong.

As soon as their bodies clashed, Alpha Draco used his strong jaws to cling on Brayden’s shoulders. The younger wolf let out a painful groan as his flesh was torn. Drops of blood stained the impeccably clean floor of the roundhouse. Some of the members of the Virgo saw the fight between the two and stopped.

They asked Brayden if he needs help, but Brayden didn’t give his go signal. Instead, the Virgo men watched and cheered. At the back of Brayde