Chapter 70: The Challenge

Scarlett’s POV

​The words dropped like a heavy weight, silencing the whole field.

Liam stepped forward, his bare chest rising and falling, his green eyes glowing with a dangerous light that promised violence. He wasn’t asking; he was daring.

​I felt the air grow thin. "Liam, this isn’t a good idea," I said, my voice tight with a warning I knew he wouldn’t listen to. The tension between them was already too much; adding weapons and Alpha pride was like lighting a match in a room full of gasoline.

​Liam didn’t even look at me. His eyes were locked on Ethan, his lips curling into a sneer. "What are you afraid of, cousin? Or is the only thing you’re good at getting into a lady’s skirt?"

​The insult was sharp, meant to provoke Ethan before the fight even began. I held my breath, waiting for Ethan to react, but he just scoffed—a dark, amused sound. He turned to me, his hand resting on my waist for one last, possessive second.

​"Give me a moment, baby," he murmured, his thumb brushing my hip. "I think my cousin needs to remember his place."

​I shook my head, my heart racing with a feeling of doom. Ethan was older, more experienced, and carried the quiet confidence of an Alpha who had fought real wars. But Liam was a skilled warrior, driven by years of buried feelings and the painful sight of another man touching his mate.

​They met in the center of the mat, and the fight started instantly.

​It was brutal. There was no slow movement, no testing. It was raw and wild. Liam fought with reckless strength, his strikes fast and heavy. Ethan, however, moved with deadly control. He didn’t waste energy; every move was meant to break Liam’s defense. The sound of their hits—flesh against flesh, the crack of their weapons—echoed loudly.

Liam’s eyebrow, covering half his face in blood, while Ethan’s shoulder was torn from a hard strike. They were ripping into each other,

I screamed through the link, but they were too far gone, lost in the madness

of the training

Levi’s voice

other, chests rising fast, blood dripping onto the sand. Ethan wiped the blood from

are family, and this is meant to

that calm, mocking look. "Let’s

my chest ached. Fuck

almost back to Ethan’s wing when he suddenly stopped. His head tilted slightly, his brows pulling together as if

said shortly. "You

Ethan," I said, reaching for his

than I had ever heard it. "My wolf is already healing me. Go.

and walked

corridor for a long moment, watching

pacing the cage of my ribs, her howls so loud and mournful that they vibrated in the back of my throat. She was screaming for Liam. The bond, usually a

arranged marriage. It didn’t care that he had stayed silent for two years. It only cared that he was bleeding and

The smell of blood and sage grew

my hand knocked

a heavy, suffocating silence. Then, the handle turned. The door swung open just an inch before a hand shot out, wrapping firmly around my wrist. Before I

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