Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 38

The opposing pack grew fiercet, Caleb and the other scouts struggling to maintain their positions.

Jared fought valiantly, but the enemy’s scouts held him fast.

His wolf snarled, frustration radiating from him.

“Jared’s pack has only three scouts remaining!” the commentator’s voice was strained.

His howl carried the tension of the hunt.

Emily stood at the arena’s edge, tears streaming down her face.

Her wolf’s whimpers were audible.

She stole a glance at me, her eyes filled with shame.

My wolf felt a surge of satisfaction, a low growl vibrating in my chest.

Jared, I’m sorry…” she sobbed.

Her scent was heavy with despair and regret.

Jared didn’t respond, intensely focused, desperately seeking an opening.

His wolf’s concentration was unwavering, but the enemy’s strategy was impeccable, a suffocating web of attacks.

Gasps echoed through the assembled packs, some cheering for the opposing side.

Jared’s supporters‘ howls were laced with disbelief.

“If Isabella were here…” a teammate muttered, their wolf’s scent carrying a hint of desperation.

That statement struck Jared hard; his expression hardened.

His wolf bristled, pride wounded.

He didn’t need me, he would win.

But the relentless assault brought a harsh reality.

Jared glared at the enemy scouts, his eyes sharp, his wolf’s fury rising.

Suddenly, he forced his scout towards the protective brambles at a reckless angle.

His scent changed, a mixture of desperation and daring.

The propellers whirred violently, a high–pitched whine cutting through the air.

Gasps of shock and excitement rippled through the onlookers.

“Incredible! Jared’s maneuver is brilliant!” the commentator howled, his voice filled with exhilaration.

The brambles parted, freeing Emily’s scout.

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But the luminescent markings on its side flickered one last time before extinguishing.

“No! Emily screamed, her wolf’s howl piercing the night.

Her scout fell to the ground.

Jared was stunned, his wolf momentarily disoriented.

He hadn’t anticipated this; that brief lapse allowed the enemy to seize their advantage.

“Bang–”

Their scout crashed into Jared’s, splintering the delicate framework.

Jared’s scout tumbled from the sky, his wolf’s powerful scent now fading into defeat.