Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26 The Deadliest

Amanda’s POV:

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“How are you so sure I’ll mess up? What if I actually take first place?” The second I said it, Josh couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing.

He clearly thought I was joking.

The Howlstead Physical Challenge-did he even know what that was?

That was the arena where only the strongest alphas from every pack competed. Forget winning-just getting there meant you were special.

He laughed so hard he had to bend over. “If you actually take first in that competition, I’ll say my name backward for the rest of my life.”

I raised a brow. “Oh? Then how about we make a bet?”

Josh’s grin faltered, a flicker of doubt crossing his face.

Probably scared I might actually do well, he added quickly, “Participation trophies don’t count. You have to place at least the top three.”

“Fine.” I smirked, teasing him. “Do you even dare, or are you just talking big?”

“Bet then!” He snapped, stiff-necked. “What’s at stake?”

I locked eyes with him, every word slow and clear. “If I win first place, from now on, you avoid me whenever you see me-and in front of anyone, you call me Boss.”

Josh looked at me as if I’d lost it, and that last bit of doubt disappeared. “Deal! But if you lose, you pack up and leave the Ortegas right away. Go crawl back to your little country town.”

“Fine.” I said it crisp and steady, without hesitation.

Josh’s POV:

That was it? Done just like that?

I stared at Amanda’s fake-calm, ugly face and almost laughed out loud.

The Howlstead Physical Challenge?

Did she even know how brutal that arena was?

Forget winning-if she finished it alive, she’d be lucky.

Once she lost and got tossed out, I’d never have to see that face again.

Just thinking about it made me excited. Hell, it even made her look a little less ugly. I shoved the training,

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Chapter 26 The Deadliest

schedule back at her and strutted out of the classroom.

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I pulled out my phone, opened the family chat, and typed fast. “Brothers, great news! That ugly freak, Amanda, is finally about to leave! Time to celebrate!”

Alan replied, “For real? You finally did it?”

I wrote back, “Ugh! You think I’m desperate? I’m just using justice to make her quit!”

Alan texted, “Oh, yeah? What do you mean?”

Grinning, I typed out the whole bet, finishing with, “Just wait for me to win and throw the victory party!”

Satisfied, I tucked my phone away, humming as I walked toward the field, picturing Amanda sneaking out of Eclipse Pack in shame.

That afternoon after school, Alan came to pick us up.

He rolled in with his flashy silver sports car but was wrapped up like a mummy-cap down to his eyebrows, mask over half his face. Probably scared of fans again.

I yanked open the passenger door and slid in. Amanda slipped quietly into the back.

As soon as we left the school gates, Alan peeked at Amanda through the rearview mirror, stretched his arm back, and nudged her. “You really made a bet with that idiot, Josh?”

Excuse me?

I glared at him. “Hey, who are you calling an idiot?”

He just shrugged, ignoring me, and kept his eyes on Amanda, waiting for her answer.

Amanda gave a calm little “Yeah,” steady enough to almost fool you into thinking she had a plan.

Alan clicked his tongue, not buying it. “Not to scare you, but those competitors are monsters. Even Samson back then-he nearly killed himself and still only scraped by with a second-place trophy.”

When he said it, he bit down hard on Samson’s name.

In my eyes, Samson was godlike in terms of strength, strategy, and leadership-there was nothing he didn’t dominate. Even Patrick and Derrick respected him.

But from the backseat, Amanda caught the one detail she cared about and asked, “Samson entered before?”

Alan froze, eyes wide like a cat that just got stepped on. “Don’t you dare set your sights on Samson! He doesn’t even like your type!”

Amanda must’ve been shocked-her face went blank, mouth opening and closing without a word.

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