Chapter 49
Luna Ember’s POV
I had the camera recording Darien and Alora when they stood up from their seats. They made a powerful view as they descended the stairs side by side. The wolves seated to either side of the stairs moved into submissive poses. Some are moving to poses of respect. But all felt their combined power as they came down the stairs. Then they were up on the platform and stripping to transform.
Darien’s half form was nine foot six to Alora’s nine foot four, both were matched power–wise. They came together rapidly after the signal went off, coming together in a boom of power that was audible. Both my sons have magic in their half forms. Damien’s is a volcanic fire, and Darien’s is Electricity. Soon they’re jumping back from each other, and then I see it. They light up Darien’s fur in silver sparks.
I look at Alora and see blue lightning dancing along her fur, and purple fire in her hands. She’s more powerful than I imagined. I was glad I was getting this on camera. Darien had to be ecstatic. He had a new opponent he could fight against using magic. They each had snarly smiles on their muzzles as they looked at each other, and then they clashed their lightning.
It skittered outward, panicking some of the wolves at the bottom of the bleachers. It had connected with the walls, climbing almost to the first row of seats. The crack it let out was defining. They were punching and kicking, their hands and feet coated in their magic. Darien’s the silver lightning, for Alora it was purple fire with blue lightning inside the flames. 2
It looked like a beautiful dance of magic and limbs. Each move was a flowing artwork of movement and power, and with each connecting blow, there was a crack of sound. Then the shake of the bleachers as all that dispersed power hit the walls surrounding the stadium pit that held the platform, on the arena floor of our high school’s Coliseum.
Suddenly a burst of silver and blue lightning with a purple flame swirling around it shot up towards the roof, and then Darien was flung back
from the platform, only stopping when he slammed into the pit wall and slid to the arena’s floor. He struggled to get up, he took three steps
back to the platform then staggered a bit, before collapsing again on the floor.
The roar of the crowd shook the building, the medics rushed over to check on Darien. I wait almost frozen, then I let out a breath when I hear him say. “Can someone bring me my shorts?” “Oh thank goodness he’s ok. I say out loud. My mate chuckles. I look at him, my eyes narrowed slightly, he’s still looking down at the floor. “I just think it’s funny Alora has kicked that boy’s ass three rounds in a row.”
I giggle for a moment agreeing with my mate. Alora has become very strong. And now Darien has another sparing partner if the grins I could see coming from the now–shifted Alora and Darien were anything to go by. Once Darien shifted back, most of the damage had healed itself. He barely had a limp, and that would go away over the next four hours if it was just bruising or muscle strain. Breaks took six to eight hours to
heal.
But seeing him walking I knew it was nothing serious, the two go back to their seats as the tournament officials announce the final rankings of all the wolves. Alora kept First Rank of the Alpha Class, Darien Second Rank, and one of the boys my mate would be talking to tomorrow, Jaxon was the Third rank. Kian, Galen, and Serenity held on to the top three ranks of the elite class, Matt securing the fourth rank.
The seniors were then released for the day, the next two days of tests required pens and pencils. Alora only has two of those, both in the morning of the next two days. She wouldn’t have to attend the last week and a half. That was usually the time students who missed the original exam date, could take make–up tests. My phone rings, it’s Darien
“What is it, son?” I ask him. “Hey, Alora is going to the locker room to get changed back in the rest of her clothes. Will you meet us there, Serenity is going in with Alora, and the Twins will be standing outside the door,” he says in a long stream of words. I laugh softly. “Ok sweetie, we’ll meet you there, see you soon.”
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