My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 128

I was the one who wanted to participate, and I was the one who agreed to be tested, but I hadn't expected a brutal wake-up before sunrise! Nonetheless, fifteen minutes later, I was wearing sports shoes, leggings, and a spandex top, following Draven to the training hall. It was still dark outside and hardly anyone was around the area, except for the patrolling guards, who were bowing to Draven as we passed them by. As soon as we walked inside, Draven went towards the table where a few swords and knives were prepared.

"Pick your weapon," he said, pointing at the series of short, sparkling blades.

I grabbed a ten-inch long tanto knife with a dark wooden handle. It was light, comfortable to move, and sharp enough to cut through werewolves' thick flesh. I raised the blade, presenting my choice to Draven, and he nodded, approving it. Then he smirked and walked to the middle of the training hall, dropping his sweatshirt along the way.

"Attack me, Lilith." He grinned daringly, his arms spread and ready to welcome my charge.

Confusion painted my face as I entered the fighting mats. "But… you don't have a knife… I won't attack you while you are unarmed."

He burst out laughing. "If you manage to make even the smallest cut on my skin, I will let you join my warriors."

"I will not fight you like this. This isn't fair," I claimed, crossing my arms on my chest.

Draven looked at me, amused. "Lilith… I am an Alpha werewolf. My whole body is my weapon. I have fangs and claws sharp enough to cut the little blade you've chosen."

"Not when you are in human form," I argued.

A soft chuckle left his throat, then he cautiously scanned me from head to toe. "Then attack me without a blade… if you dare." His intense stare sent a chill down my spine, but I wasn't going to back down.

I dropped the knife on the mat and ran straight at Draven. I could see his predatory eyes registering my every single movement. He had seen me fight, but I had only a small glimpse of his abilities. This worked to my disadvantage. I knew I needed to act fast and be less predictable. Being two meters away from him, I bounced off the ground and did a front flip right above his head, dodging his hit. I landed in a crouch down and instantly swung my leg into a low roundhouse kick, knocking Draven down to the mat. He laughed and jumped back in an instant. He was fast, perhaps even faster than I was. He threw a few punches at me, being an inch away from contact. I was learning him, but it wasn't fast enough, and his attacks were only becoming more aggressive by the second. Avoiding his punches was exhausting me fast, and finally, his powerful punch reached my chest. God, it hurt!

I took a few fast steps back just to get out of his range and restore my breathing, but before I could forget the pain, this powerful Alpha stormed right at me. Watching his violent glower aimed at me, I began to regret not using the damn knife. I wanted to flip back, giving myself a few more seconds to regenerate, but Draven was faster. He grabbed my neck and tossed me onto the mat. With his hand slowly crushing my throat, he leaned down, watching me squirm on the floor.

"Are you giving up?" he snickered.

I hated that superior expression of his, and I wanted to wipe it off his face. He underestimated me, thinking that he knew all of my abilities, but even I kept discovering them every day. I smirked, looking straight into his eyes. From the consternation surfacing in his eyes, I knew that he didn't realize I used that time to study him, and now… I was ready to attack.