*****Erika's POV*****
I had no idea how long I stood there crying, it was night and though there were lights flooding the pack, it was not totally overshadowing the night. So no one could see I was crying, not even the guards stationed everywhere.
Even the positions those four had left to go protect my brother had been quickly covered by four other guards. Iron Claw had the strongest guards ever, and they were much too, which was the reason Alex came to me for help. Packs knew it was hard to defeat us. Almost impossible.
I turned to go back into the room when I heard an angry shout. “You stupid child!”
I turned at the sound of the voice. Who had dared insult me? The form came out of the shadows and before I could see it coming, he had passed the guards and shoved me back roughly.
I growled when I saw the face. “How dare you, Elder Grigshade?!”
“I told you not to ascend that throne! I told you, didn’t I?!” He growled, he looked wild and ready to devour. The guards close by held him back and we’re trying to get him to his knees.
Cindy growled in my head too. I was poised for a fight. The events of the whole night and even before now flooded into my head, I went forward and landed him a blow. “Leave him.” I instructed my guards. “You want to fight?! Bring it on, you cocky bastard!”
This man would be taught a great lesson, I would not hesitate to unleash the strength of an Alpha wolf on him. I’d had enough of his overbearing attitude, of all the time to come with this hatred towards my ascension to the throne, it was now.
My head was spinning, my temples were throbbing. This late hour this old fool had come to my home to fight me. I would kill him. I would prove to him that a fight was not won by body size or age. He might be bigger — way bigger — than my petite frame and even older too, but I would deal with him.
This was the perfect way to unleash my anger and to end this rubbish with him once and for all. Maybe after this night, he would learn to respect me. He would learn to… I staggered backwards, he threw a punch at me, hitting my cheek, nearly missing my left eye.
I rushed forward, lifted myself mid-air, extended one of my legs, kicking hard, I caught him square on the jaw. He groaned in pain and staggered too. My men had to hold him to prevent his back from hitting the ground.
“Leave him.” I commanded, gritting my teeth.
My guards left him, he came forward with another jab, I deftly dodged. “You crazy, old fool, I’ll deal with you!” I targeted his stomach and got him.
I heard running footsteps from behind, I knew immediately it was my friends, Alex and Gage and they would want to stop me. I would land the final hit before they come close, I pulled my elbow backward and was about to thrust forward when a strong hand held me.
I turned it was Alex. Elder Grigshade rushed forward to land a punch, Alex swiftly moved before me and deftly landed a blow on the man’s nose, I heard the crunching sound it made — Alex had broken his nose.
He grabbed his shirt even as his blood gushed. “How dare you hit her?!”
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