Chapter 33.-2
After a pause, Troy shook his head. “No. Let’s see what you’ve got.”
Two wolves attacked Juniper first. It surprised me. They also had a female in their ranks, but they still judged Juniper to be the weakest, and they were so wrong. She rose in the air and took one down effortlessly, and as soon as the second jumped on her back, she made quick work of the wolf pinned under her and turned. When Troy saw that his wolf didn’t rise, he stiffened.
“He’s not dead,” I told him quietly. “But he’ll be immobile for several seconds. Juniper knows which nerves hurt the most, which can paralyze a wolf, and which can kill a wolf. If your wolves don’t go
for blood, neither will mine.”
I settled my attention on Dante. He’d healed, but he’d lost too much damn blood while he was injured. His reaction time was a little slower, and he was pulling his moves, but I suspected that was mostly so he didn’t hurt anyone. He only faced one wolf, and he was dominating.
At first, Jenson and Duke were fighting one-on-one, and they appeared equally matched, but I wasn’t worried. Duke liked to study an opponent in a fight, so he had no problems dragging it out.” Jenson is a skilled fighter,” I commented.
“He fought for survival for a long time, and now he fights for me.” There was a note of pride in his voice. “He knows your boy is toying with him.”
“Not toying. Sizing him up. My wolves don’t really play.” I turned my attention to Nash. Willa and another wolf had taken him on, and I sighed. “I take that back. Nash is playing. I think he’s taking a liking to your third.”
“Him and every other male she meets. The woman is a flirt. She eats male wolves for breakfast,” Troy grumbled.
The wolves around us started to grow restless the more the fight went on. Juniper allowed her first down to rise, and she faced off against the two with gusto. Turning, I glanced behind me. Nyx was getting an exam. Was she all right? Was the baby all right?
I needed to know. “End it,” I called out.
Within two minutes, the fight was over. All of Troy’s wolves lay on the ground, either immobile, unconscious, or in a submission pose. Breathing heavily, my wolves walked over to me and lay down at my feet.
The silence around us was deafening.
“Go cool off, and then return to the house to shower. Shit, where is the boy?”
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“Dining hall,” Troy said, his voice oddly neutral. “He’s practically eating me out of house and home. He’s being watched.”
My wolves took off, and Troy walked over and personally checked on his. I stayed on the sidelines as the audience dispersed. He spoke to each one in a low voice, and one-by-one, they got up and raced away. When we were alone, I raised my chin. “Each and every one of them fought well.”
“They did. They were fought the way that they were trained. Are you worried that I would punish them?” He shook his head. “That’s not my style.”
Then he was better than the majority of the alphas I had to deal with. “Are you going to be a man of
your word?”
“I was always planning on helping you, Rhyson. I did not expect my wolves to win this fight. I wanted to see how you would react. I’ve been watching you from the moment I realized what you are. A king who can force his will on others but doesn’t deserves my respect, and I intend to give it.
I drew myself up to my full height. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Worried I’ll tell your secret? You should. I know wolves even within my pack who would kill on you
sight.”
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