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The atmosphere grew heavy with tension as Axton and Colt’s argument escted, causing my heart to race with fear and uncertainty. The intensity of their anger was unlike anything I <b>had </b>ever witnessed before; it radiated off them in waves, filling the air with palpable aggression. In the midst of the training grounds, they confronted each other, the silence broken only by the pounding of my heart, a sure sign that trouble was brewing.
“Stop, Axton!”
<b>Fear </b>gripped me, causing my voice to quiver as I cried out and hurriedly rushed forward, determined to intervene before things spiraled out of control. My desperate pleas went unheard <b>as </b>several of Axton’s pack mates positioned themselves in front of me, effectively cutting off my path.
“Stay out of it,” One of them spoke, his voice resonating with power and control. “This is between them. There’s nothing you can do to stop them now.”
As I watched helplessly from the sidelines, I could feel a surge of frustration building within me. There was a sense of inevitability <b>as </b>I realized that once Axton had made up his mind, there was no stopping him. But that didn’t stop me from trying, from wishing that things could be different.
Meanwhile, Axton and Colt stood in a tense standoff, their fists clenched and their muscles tense with anger. I could feel the intensity of the anger building up, a ticking time bomb about to detonate.
Finally, Axton let out a roar of defiance as he forcefully shoved Colt, sending him stumbling backwards and eliciting a surprised grunt. With a fierce re, Colt regained his footing, his clenched fists trembling with rage at <b>the </b>sight of
Axton.
“You want <b>a </b>fight, motherf*cker? You got it
With a voice dripping with malice, Colt growled and lunged forward, his fists swinging in <b>a </b>wild frenzy. Axton met his attack head–on, his own fists flying as they grappled with each other in a frenzied flurry of blows. Their movements were swift and brutal as they fought, sweat glistening on their brows and the smell of exertion filling the air. It was a terrifying scene, the sound of their fists colliding echoing loudly <b>across </b>the training grounds, filling the air with a sense of intensity.
But then, to my horror, Colt’s expression contorted into a sinister smirk, his <b>hand </b>moving towards his neck to reveal a hidden item concealed beneath his shirt. With a sudden jerk, he brandished a small knife, its de shimmering ominously in the bright sunlight.
As I watched in horror, my heart raced and I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to scream<b>, </b><b>to </b>make my voice heard, to desperately intervene before it was toote. Paralyzed by fear, I stood there silently, unable to move or speak as the words got stuck in my throat.
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As soon <b>as </b>Axtonid eyes on the knife, his shock was evident through his widened eyes, and his anger instantly transformed into <b>a </b>serious expression.
“You think <b>a </b>knife can stop me, Colt?” he mocked, his voiceced with confidence. “I could defeat you without even something like that.”
In a split second, Colt lunged towards Axton, the de in his hand shing through the air with blinding speed.
Blood blossomed from the gash on Axton’s chest as he stumbled backwards, <b>his </b>cry of pain echoing through the air before he fell to the ground. In a state of shock, I gasped in horror, my heart pounding in my chest as I was unable to <b>tear </b>my eyes away from the unfolding scene.
Even in his weakened state, Axton’s eyes burned with an unyielding determination, a clear indication of the fire of revenge that raged within him. With a defiant roar, he rose from his chair, his muscles <b>tense </b>and ready for the next round with Coll
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“You pathetic coward,” With a look of pure disdain, Axton spat out his words, his voice dripping with contempt <b>as </b>he locked eyes with Colt. “You resort to using a knife when you could have just fought like a real werewolf
“You want me to fight like a werewolf?” With a boisterous chuckle, Colt flung his knife away, the sound reverberating in the surroundings. “Fine. You got it.”
“No, Colt, you f*cking idiot, don’t do it!”
My voice erupted in a scream, quivering with anger, as I desperately implored him to halt. Ignoring mepletely. Colt’s attention was solely focused on Axton, his piercing gaze filled with an intense determination that made my skin crawl.
As Colt began to shift, a guttural roar escaped his lips, and his body twisted and writhed in a grotesque disy of transformation. I <b>saw </b>his bones <b>snap </b>and change position beneath his <b>skin</b>, while his muscles grew and expanded with an uncanny strength.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
As Axton watched Colt’s transformation, his eyes widened in rm and his muscles tightened in preparation for the sh that was about to unfold. His eyes betrayed a flicker of fear, yet his unwavering resolve was evident in the way he squared his shoulders and braced himself for what was toe.
Right when it seemed like Colt’s transformation couldn’t get any more intense, somethingpletely unforeseen urred. Axton’s body filled with a sudden burst of energy as he lunged forward, his hand gripping Colt’s wolf form tightly by the neck and forcefully pushing him down onto the ground. Helpless in his wolf form, Colt whined and snarled, his attempts to move only resulting in more frustration.
The sound of grunts and growls filled the <b>air </b>as Axton struggled to overpower Colt’s wolf form, his muscles flexing with every move. My eyes widened in horror as 1 witnessed the intense sh between them, their snarls <b>and </b>growls. creating <b>an </b>echoing symphony that filled the training grounds like thunder.
“Calm down,” As Axton spoke, his voice resonated with confidence and power, as he tried to reason with the untamed Colt. “You <b>need </b>to transform back into your human form. I’ll let you go, but only if you calm down.”
It didn’t matter <b>what </b>was being said or done, Colt remained unwavering in his refusal. With a fierce snarl, he continued to struggle against Axton’s grip, his ws digging into the ground <b>as </b>he fought to break free. I could see the untamed wilderness reflected in his eyes, a feral fury that seemed ready to devour everything in its path.
The air was thick with the sound of snarls and growls as the standoff continued for a few tense minutes. Cradually, Colt’s resistance started to fade away. Reluctantly, he let out a defeated whimper, surrendering to the inevitable as he felt his body rx and shrink back into its human state.
Axton loosened his grip<b>, </b>allowing Colt to wearily rise to his feet with a sigh <b>that </b>echoed his exhaustion. I watched as he stood there, his chest heaving with exertion as he struggled to catch his breath. The aftermath of their brutal confrontation <b>was </b><b>a </b>sobering sight, leaving behind a trail of destruction.
For a few moments, there was silence, the only sound the sound of our ragged breathing <b>as </b>we tried to process what had just happened. But then, with a heavy sigh, Axton wearily but resolutely stepped forward, his determination evident <b>as </b><b>he </b>addressed Colt.
“Listen to me,” Axton’s voice was low andmanding as he <b>snapped </b>his finger, instantly demanding attention. “During a challenge that’s not to the death, you can’t just bring a knife and stab people. It’s not how things are done.” In a disy of defiance, Colt grumbled under his breath while meeting Axton’s gaze, his eyes zing <b>with </b>determination. There was <b>no </b>way Axton was going to give up, his jaw firmly set as he carried on addressing Colt.
“I could have been seriously injured<b>,</b>” Continuing with a <b>sharp </b>anger in his voice, Axton pressed on. With a casual gesture, he pointed towards the healed wound on his chest<b>, </b>evidence of his swift recovery. “If I didn’t <b>heal </b>as fast as I do, things could have ended very differently. Your failure to remain calm could have triggered the start of a war. Do <b>you </b>grasp the magnitude of that situation<b>?</b>”
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Ufortable, Colt shifted his weight, unable to meet Axton’s eyes <b>as </b>he muttered indistinct words under his breath. Axton’s determination hardened his expression, and he swiftly delivered a sharp p to the back of Colt’s <b>head</b>, refusing to let him off the hook so easily.
“Listen to me.” Axton snapped, his grip tightening as he forcefully grabbed Colt by the head, making him meet his <b>gaze</b>. “In my pack, I have zero tolerance for this kind of behavior. Is this the standard operating procedure in Thornholde? Do all of you intentionally ignore every single rule? It’s truly embarrassing that thergest and most influential pack <b>in </b>our <b>nation </b></divcks basic manners and conduct when ites to hosting guests.
Colt bit his lip, a chastened expression crossing his face as he locked eyes with Axton. It was clear from his expression that he had finally understood the message, his defiant demeanor giving way to a begrudging eptance of his
mistake.
“Alpha Hunt, it seems my pack’s performance falls short of your expectations.<b>”</b>
With every step Zeke took, his looming presence seemed to grow, surrounding us like a suffocating dark cloud. As he drew nearer, my heart leaped in my chest, and I couldn’t decipher the emotions behind his inscrutable gaze as he observed the scene. As I struggled to find the words to respond, my mouth went dry, and I had to force myself to
swallow.
“But first, what’s going on here?”
With narrowed eyes, Zeke studied Axton intently, his piercing gaze searching for any trace of deceit. As Zeke’s scrutiny intensified, the tension in the air became palpable, weighing down on us like a suffocating nket.
“As we were practicing, a small argument broke out between us,” Axton’s casual shrug betrayed his obvious lie, his words dripping with insincerity. “Alpha Lenc, let’s not blow this out of proportion. It’s not as significant as you’re making it seem.”
Zeke raised a questioning brow, his arms crossed tightly.
“Your chest <b>is </b>covered in blood, Alpha Hunt, the result of a deep wound.”
“It appears that you have exceptional vision, Alpha Lenc.”
Zeke shifted his gaze to Colt, his face contorted in a stern expression, silently demanding an exnation for his behavior. Feeling uneasy beneath Zeke’s prating stare, Colt’s <b>eyes </b>shifted restlessly, his mind racing to find the appropriate response.
“Well?” Zeke prompted, his voice filled with a sharp impatience. “What’s the meaning of this? Why were you engaged in a fight with a guest who is currently participating in our training program?”
His gaze pleading <b>for </b>guidance, Colt nervously nced at Axton, his struggle to find the courage to speak evident in <b>his </b><b>hesitant </b>demeanor. Stepping forward, Axton’s somber expression <b>hinted </b>at the seriousness with which he approached Zeke’s inquiries.
“Colt was making unnecessaryments to Chestnut,” Axton exined, <b>his </b>voice remaining calm andposed, even as the tension in the air thickened. “I tried to defend her, but things escted quickly.”
Zeke paused, his eyes scanning the area until theynded on me, as if he had just be aware of my presence.
“Chestnut?”
“Oh!” <b>A </b>smile yed on Axton’s lips,pletely disregarding the fact that he had just engaged in a life–or–death battle moments earlier. Pointing with excitement, he directed his finger towards me, “You know, the pretty girl with the Chestnut <b>hair</b>.”
“<b>F*ck</b>. Under my breath, I let out a frustrated grumble. “F*cking f*ck.”
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by as me summer ms gaze towards me. “Maya, can I have a word with you?” Without hesitation, I shake my head in disbelief.
“I’d rather not.”
“Well,” Zeke shrugged, his expression growing grave. “What was once a question has now be a firm directive from your Alpha. Drop everything and let’s have a conversation. We have an extensive list of subjects to go over. Don’t <b>you </b>think?”