My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift novel Chapter 112

　　Rita knew fully well why Asher would win the fight. Not only did he have peak combat and sensory prowess among the werewolves, but he also had something else, something different.

　　“Ancient Werewolf Art…”

　　“Domination!”

　　“Awooooo!!!!!” Asher howled.

　　Immediately, every single Hunter trembled in his presence, unable to do much else. Their bodies didn’t listen to them as they froze before him.

　　They had looks of horror and unspeakable despair as they watched Asher grin widely at them. Some peed their pants as a result of the fear that overwhelmed them

　　"N-No… Please… Oh, God…. No!!!!"

　　Asher made short work of them, tearing them limb from limb. Their bones crunched, their necks snapped, their flesh tore, their blood poured, raining down on Asher's savage form. His eminence overshadowed everything, it was primal, raw… A true monster!

　　“My, my… Looks like the fun is over! Asher's here, so everything is a wrap. This is surprising though, to think he made it all the way here from such a distance… Incredible. Asher, you truly are amazing," Larry muttered as he watched the scenery from afar.

　　He was sitting on a tree and observed everything that happened from a safe distance. He had a smile on his face as he obviously enjoyed the entertainment the deaths of the Hunters and Werewolves alike provided him.

　　Suddenly, a sound came from behind him. It sounded like footsteps. Larry smiled since he already knew who it was.

　　"Y-You… You planned all of this, didn't you? How could you do something like this? To your kin, how could you…?!"