Chapter 88


    ASHANTI’S POV.


    I’m on my knees. A chunk of my hair is in Alina’s brutal grasp and she’s pulling it behind with all her


    might while twisting my right arm behind my back mercilessly. My body is thrumming with pain from


    bruises and kicks I have gotten from her during this duel.


    We are in the seventh round and I’ve not been able to win any. Like hell, I haven’t even sessfully


    thrown a single punch at her. She wasn’t bluffing when made me understand her ns to kill me. I


    try to hold in the pain for some time, hoping she’ll notice I have no way to defend myself again and


    stop, thereby winning the round, but several seconds go by and she still does let go of my hair or


    my arm. Instead, she pulls and twists harder, causing me to scream because I can’t bear the pain


    anymore.


    “Strawberry!” I shout out my safe word with a defeated voice. “Strawberry!” I cry in agony as I give


    up. Alina pushes my head as she lets go of head and releases my arm. Everyone apuds her. my


    This is the eight round she’s winning.


    I’m weak and exhausted. We have two more rounds to go, but I have no energy left in me. Wiping


    off the streaks of sweat trickling down my face, I try to rise up from my feet to prepare for the next


    round, but Alina does let me gain my bnce.


    Unexpectedly, she pushes me from behind and staggers backwards before dropping again to the


    ground. Before I know it, she’s on my body, punching my face and pulling my hair.


    “Alina stop!” I scream as I try to block her punches. on my face with my arms but she’s just too


    strong.


    “Die, bitch!” Horror overses me when she


    spreads out her right arm and I notice her fingers have shape


    -shifted to paws. Her ws are pointed and sharp. She raises her hand up in the air and brings it


    down, aiming for my face. I scream at the top of my lungs and close my eyes, waiting for her sharp


    ws to tear open my face. Suddenly, I feel her weight being lifted off of me and I hear her let out a


    sharp cry. I open my eyes just in time to see Alpha Reagan lifting her in the air with just a single


    hand and throwing her against a wall with all his might. Alina howls in agony as her back collides


    with the hard concrete wall before she drops to the ground.


    I go rigid with shock.


    “Ashanti!” Both Alpha Reagan and Delta Kyle call in unison as they rush to check on me. My body is


    cracking from pain. Agony is ripping my skin to shreds. The two men stoop by my side with worried


    looks on their faces. Delta Kyle is taking inventory of my body while Alpha Reagan is trying to


    support me so I can sit upright.


    “Ashanti, are you alright?” That’s Delta Kyle.


    “Are you hurt anywhere? Tell me. That’s Alpha


    Reagan. I look at both men, totally confused. The two men look at each other and reality taps wine


    on their faces. Immediately, Delta Kyle withdraws and rises to his feet, leaving Alpha Reagan with


    me.


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    “Come here.” Says the Alpha as he slides an arm around my back while the other finds its way


    around the back of my knees.


    “What are you doing?” I ask in horror when he scoops me into his arms and rises to his feet.


    He’s carrying me bridal style in front of everyone. Some of the men have their mouths hanging wide


    open in shock, for some, it’s their eyes, but no one dares utter a word. Alina bursts Into to tears in


    her brother’s arms.


    “Alpha Reagan…” I look at him worriedly. “You don’t have to do this. I’m perfectly okay.”


    “You are not the one to judge that. I’m taking you to the infirmary to get checked.” Then he heads for


    the door, as we walk past the others, I bury my head in his broad chest to hide