Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134 Do You Race?

Amanda’s POV:

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A dozen tanned men surrounded us, their faces twisted with malice, the stench of cheap energy clinging to them. They were low-level werewolves from the Isnesh Pack-weak on their own, but strong in numbers.

The thief in front rubbed his stomach where Samson had kicked earlier, full of hate. He gave a dark signal. “Get them! Beat them to death!”

Samson and I exchanged glances and instantly fell into rhythm, backs touching as we scanned the crowd.

Alice’s voice rang sharp in my mind, “Amanda! Don’t show your Alpha power! Just back him up. Let Samson handle it. The sigil is barely hiding your aura!”

I gave a short nod and curled my hands into fists till my nails dug into my palms. I had to fight without using my wolf spirit energy.

“What do you want?” I called out in Isnesh, raising my voice to distract them while checking for any openings.

They didn’t bother answering. One of them came straight at me, swinging for my face.

I dodged and swept my leg out, catching another guy offbalance. He stumbled to the side.

Right then, Samson blurred past me and kicked one square in the gut. Bang! The man flew back several steps and doubled over, groaning and clutching his stomach.

Alpha strength hit differently. Even while ducking another wild swing, I couldn’t help a flicker of admiration.

Those low-level werewolves were built like tanks-slow, heavy, and full of brute force. I could handle one or two, but with so many, it was only a matter of time before something slipped.

“This isn’t working. We need a way out!” I said as I dodged another punch, edging closer to Samson.

The onlookers had long since cleared out. Nobody wanted any part of it. If we kept fighting, the Isnesh Pack enforcers would show up, and we’d only make things harder to explain,

“Yeah,” Samson grunted, landing a quick blow before the word even faded.

Crack! Blood smeared across the guy’s mouth, and a tooth went loose.

Samson was fast, every strike clean and precise. His wolf spirit aura rolled out thick and heavy like thunder. The men froze for a heartbeat, fear flickering across their faces.

Still, seven or eight of them came at us again, shouting and swinging from all sides.

I stopped playing defense and timed a strike. I hit the inside of one man’s wrist just hard enough to make him drop his club, but not enough to blow my cover.

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Chapter 134 Do You Race?

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