arcia’S POV
As I faced Preston in my majestic wolf form, Nadia, the pack house buzzed with tension. My white fur shimmered under the moonlight, and my golden eyes blazed with determination. The air was thick with anticipation, every pack member’s eyes fixed on us.
“You’re nothing but a coward, Preston,” I growled, my voice steady and powerful. “I am no longer your mate.”
Preston’s face twisted with fury. “You are!” He shouted, his voice trembling. “You think you car fool me? Your wolf may be big, but you can never overpower an Alpha! You’re just a mere woman!”
A low growl rumbled from deep within me, vibrating through the ground and sending chills through the room. Clifton, my loyal friend, stood by my side, his presence a rock of support. He stepped forward, his voice sharp and cutting through the air.
“Shut the fuck up!” Clifton’s words were biting, but I nudged him gently with my muzzle, signaling that this was my battle.
Preston’s rage erupted as he shifted into his wolf form, a massive, dark gray beast with icy blue eyes, his fur a blend of charcoal and silver. His teeth gleamed, and he lunged at Clifton, claws extended. But I moved with lightning speed, placing myself between them. My eyes locked onto Preston’s, filled with the calm of controlled fury.
“You think I’m weak, don’t you?” I said, my voice was low and dangerously calm. “You think I’m just big but not powerful? J’ll show you who I am, Alpha. I am worthy of being called the Lunar Princess.”
With a sudden, fluid motion, I launched myself at Preston. My paws hit the ground with a force that sent shockwaves through the earth. Preston met my charge with a furious snarl, his claws slashing through the air.
But I was faster and more agile. I dodged his attack and struck back, my powerful jaws. clamping onto his shoulder, drawing blood and making him yelp in pain.
Preston struggled, trying to shake me off, but I held firm. I could feel the raw power coursing through my veins, each muscle in my body charged with an energy I had never known before.
Our bodies clashed in a blur of fur and teeth. Preston fought with primal, desperate strength, snapping at my throat, but I dodged with deadly grace. My movements were a dance of precision, each step designed to keep him off balance.
“You’ve always been so arrogant,” I snarled, my voice cutting through the chaos. “Always thinking you were invincible. But look at you now. You can’t even keep up.”
Preston howled in rage, his eyes wild with desperation. He lunged at me again, but I sidestepped, letting him crash into the ground. He scrambled to his feet, panting, his fur matted with blood. His eyes flickered with fear, realizing he was outmatched.
“You think you can still control me?” I growled, my voice filled with fury. “You think your Alpha status makes you stronger? You’re wrong.”
Preston’s desperation drove him to a reckless attack. He launched himself at me with all his
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remaining strength, but I was ready. I dodged his swipe and countered with a powerful bite to his flank, my
teeth sinking deep into his flesh. He howled in pain, staggering under the force of my
attack.
I didn’t let up. I pressed forward, my claws tearing through his fur, my jaws snapping at his vulnerable spots. Each strike was a reminder of the power I had reclaimed, the strength I had found within myself. Preston tried to fight back, but his movements were sluggish, weakened by blood loss and relentless assault.
With a final, powerful shove, I sent Preston sprawling to the ground. Blood oozed from his wounds, staining his fur. He lay there, panting and defeated, unable to rise. I placed a heavy paw on his head, pressing him into the dirt. He whimpered, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.
“You are no longer the Alpha,” I declared, my voice echoing through the silent pack house. “You are banished from the Cold Moon Pack. Leave now, and never return.”
Preston’s eyes flickered with a mix of rage and humiliation. He tried to rise, but I pressed dowr harder, forcing him to stay low. “You’ve lost. Preston,” I said softly, my voice filled with: dangerous calm. “Accept it.”
The pack members watched in stunned silence as I stood over Preston, my form glowing with an almost divine light. They had seen their Alpha brought low, not by another Alpha, but by me, the one he had underestimated and mistreated for so long.
Clifton stepped forward, pride and admiration shining in his eyes as he looked at me “You’ve won,” he said softly.
With a final glance at the defeated Preston, I turned away, feeling the weight of the past lifting off my shoulders. It was time to move forward, to embrace my destiny as the Lunar Princess.
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Marcia’S POV
