Chapter 47
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Bettina’s POV
That little bitch! How could this happen? I had made sure her powers were bound, she wasn’t even supposed to have received her wolf. But the little bitch did! No! It’s not fair, the Moon Goddess wanted to have me punished for not mating with my destined and gave the power the family has been waiting for to this brown–skinned abomination from my womb.
No! I’ll have to contact Rebecca, I want to know how the spell was broken.
Sarah’s POV
What is this?
Why does she look like that?
Why is everyone calling her a Lunar Princess?
She’s not, she’s not worthy of it!
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She’s the blight of the family, the mistake!
Why, this isn’t fair!
Mom always said I was the special one!
I was the Princess!
Not her!
Not that slut, that whore the filthy cunt!
I hate her, I hate her!
I’ll destroy her!
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Just wait Alora, I’ll have you begging for mercy that will never come!
You will pay for this!
Alora’s POV
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Darien’s third match took all of five minutes. Being much more powerful than Lexus. My third match was against Jaxon, and his wolf, who
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was all red, the ‘hair‘ being darker and much longer than the rest of his fur. He, like me, was nine foot four in his half form. He was big
and broad, and I had to admit to myself…. a little sexy.
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If I wanted to, I could have probably gotten myself laid, but I had wanted to wait for my mate. I still do, I may have been rejected by the first, but I might have a second out there. Maybe in a year or two, I’ll think about sleeping with a wolf, not my mate. But not now. It was
too soon anyway. I was still hurting from my rejection.
Jaxon and Bruno’s gold eyes rimmed in crimson held respect. He respected me as a warrior. I liked the respect he was giving me. It was a nice change from what I’ve always gotten at school. Looks ranging from pity to disdain. He looked determined to give it his all. I’m glad, I
don’t want to just knock him out within seconds. I want a fight.
The signal comes, and we’re going at each other. He’s fast, nearly as fast as me, a match in speed for Darien. Our legs arms and hands come together repeatedly in caught and diverted blows. Then after two minutes of this, he leaves his left side open. I faint right before
spinning around landing a kick to his open left.
It knocks him back a few feet but not out of the ring. I come after him, he barely has time to block the first punch. As he raises both arms, elbows, and wrists together to block a punch to the face, I drop down whipping one leg out in a sweeping kick that has him on his back. I jump up as he rolls to his hands and knees. I jump up and in a sweeping aerial kick bring my leg down across his shoulders,
driving him back to the ground.
This time he rolls away twice before coming to his knees then he’s up and blocking a punch to the kidneys. He lands a kick to my stomach sending me stumbling back. He comes at me. I crouch down as he gets to me. Grabbing a wrist, I use his momentum to drop back, put my
feet into his chest, then push up and send him flying over my head, and out of the ring.
He rolled a few times before his back hit the wall of the stadium. It didn’t take me that long to finish this round, and we were able to put on a decent show for the other students. So I’d call that a well–deserved win, luckily so did the tournament officials. There were only two other matches before my and Darien’s fight. Then we would officially be done with the exams and I would be moving out of my parent’s
house.
Thinking about that, I had a Mansion now. “Hay Darien,” I started, he looked up at me. “You know how I have a Mansion now?” I ask. He nodded “Yeah, why?” he asked frowning. “I don’t want to live in it just yet, I’d rather live in the pack house first, I tell him. “I think Mom and Dad would rather you stay with us at the pack house too.” He tells me.
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Areleen Torres
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So I think her father raped or attempted to rape her when he was drunk one time, that’s the night she doesn’t want to think of!
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
