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Prophesy (The King & Alpha 1)

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“Speak them.” She bared her long canines.

“After I win you and your mate will both submit to mine and surrender peacefully. You will also accept whatever discipline he deems fair and just,” Wick said just as calmly as if he were amongst friends discussing the weather and not in front of a venomous shifter, dying to claw him to pieces.

She laughed a witch’s cackle. “Sure. Whatever.”

Wick smirked and stepped back, removing his coat. Henry flashed forward and retrieved Wick’s jacket, pants and shoes. When he stood in nothing but his black wife-beater and a pair of black boxer briefs, he turned Henry around and made sure he was back behind Ramon before he moved into a makeshift circle that the pack had already begun to form.

Justice felt the fear and dread rolling off Mikel’s pack. They were terrified. For him and Wick. They’d just met, and his mate was already winning over the shifters, they liked him and believed he was good for their alpha. He wished he could soothe them, but nothing he pushed towards them would make them feel good about the alpha-mate fighting another shifter.

The rebel alpha massaged his mate’s shoulders while she shook out her arms, like this was a pay-per-view fight. Her confidence was clear, if not by her posturing, then the smug-ass grin was a dead giveaway.

Wick stepped forward and waved his hand at her to indicate that he was ready.

She grinned evilly, circling around to the right, her hands outstretched, two-inch dirty brown claws flexed dangerously with each of her cautious steps. Justice could tell she was a fighter. Maybe even taught by her own mate… so was his.

She swiped once at Wick, and he dodged it easily. She tried a combo next, swinging at Wick’s throat, following it immediately with a strike towards his stomach. Wick used his flash speed, appearing behind her; he reared up and kicked her hard in her back, sending her flying across the ground, skidding to a stop a few feet from her mate.

The man showed Wick a nice pair of canines. Wick flicked him off and called back out to her. “You going to give me a challenge, bitch, or not?”

Mac’s laugh was heard clear up the mountain.

She stood up and screamed, banshee-like and shifted into a sandy brown wolf. Another round of gasps, shrieks, and concerned cries were made by Mikel’s pack. Her big mate reared back and laughed like the battle was won. Justice could still feel Wick was unruffled and had a firm handle on his beast. The big she-alpha used every intimidating trick a wolf had to make its opponent back down and submit. Wick watched her like a person watched a golf tournament. Bored and completely unaffected. When her final growl fell short, she crouched and flattened her ears to her head. Like a rabid animal, she charged at his mate ready to do some damage. Right as she lunged, a violent boom resounded, sending everyone ducking except Justice and his three brothers. Even the traitorous alpha was crouched down, looking up at the sky for an answer.

Farica’s wild scream brought everyone’s eyes back to the ground. Back to the massive white and black striped tiger towering over the Amazonian woman. Wick shook out his fur and stalked forward until he was practically standing on top of her, death glaring at her through ice blue eyes. He ducked his huge head, putting his dark black nose close to hers. Wick let go a roar that quaked the ground and shook the leaves in the trees. A paralyzing thunder. A debilitating sound, meant to level his enemy.

The alpha-bitch whined and pissed herself as she scurried on her belly, trying to get back to her mate. Wick growled and clamped his jaw over the back of her neck. She howled loudly, crying out to her partner, but even he was crippled with fear. He stood worthlessly and watched as Wick forced his mate into submission. He gave her a weak shake, that was still enough to send her flinging about like a ragdoll. When Wick released her, she rolled over on her back, keeping her eyes safely away from Wick’s glacial blue ones. Curling in on herself, she tucked her tail between her legs and whined for mercy.

Justice stepped forward, addressing the rebel alpha and the rest of his frightened pack. “Is there anyone else that wishes to challenge my mate?!” Justice yelled out.

No one stepped forward, the rest of the rebellion ducking down and submitting to Wick as he haunted the edges of the circle. His floating shoulders making his gait look terrifying, like he was ready to leap and ambush at any time.

Justice heard them before he saw the continuous line of black sedans driving up the long winding road. The lead car had to curve around the house and back up to the tree line to make enough room for them all to park.


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