Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 511

Chapter 511

As pack, we were a single unit. Though this was a contest, and emotions were high and things bound to get heated, there was no excuse or reason for disrespect.

Hopefully, whoever he faced in the final match would at least give a better showing, and show him that we work best when we work together.

I looked at Keegan. “Do we know who won the other match?”

“They are posting it now,” Keegan said and nodded toward the scoreboard.

Looking up, I watched as two names were written in the center of the scoreboard, indicating the final contenders, one of whom would become the champion.

Crow’s name when first…

And then…

“Shadow? Who is that?” I asked.

“The other anonymous contender,” Keegan said. “She’s a bit scrappy. A female. She’s won every fight but it’s been close each time. I’m not sure she’ll have much choice here.”

I was beyond annoyed. I wanted one of my brave soldiers to win, but instead, we were left watching two unknowns face off in the ring.

Benedict had said this anonymity added to the excitement, and I could see that reflected in the crowd around us.

But for me? I hated it. I wanted to know who I was rooting for.

Amelia’s POV

Winning that last match had been a miracle. I shouldn’t be here. I felt inferior. Yet I had still won, and I was still being ushered into the final, larger sparring ring to face off against that asshole Crow for the final match.

“You are going to great,” said the same staff member. “I’m cheering for you.”

“Thanks,” I said, and was grateful for it. With the way everyone else was booing me and cheering for Crow, I thought she might be the only one on my side in the entire event space.

I was getting really nervous as I stepped into the ring.

Crow stood across from me, grinning at me like he was planning on eating me alive.

Gods, I wasn’t sure he wouldn’t.

I was starting to get tired, and I was still a bit sore after that last match.

But… no. I had to be confident. I had made it this far, and while that felt like a fluke, maybe it wasn’t. I had wanted to prove myself to Damien but maybe the person I had really needed to prove myself to was me.

I had made it here, to the finals.

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Chapter 611

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I didn’t know who Crow was, but he seemed like a jerk. Our pack deserved someone better than that as their champion. I didn’t know if I was the person they deserved, but I was the only other option.

I had to do my best for the pack. For Damien. And for myself.

Swallowing thickly, I held out my hand as I approached Crow. I’ve shaken the hand of every one of my

opponents except for the very first one who had been knocked unconscious. I’d asked around and heard he’d since waken up and was in good health. Eve said he had even praised me for my speed.

I hoped that held out here.

Crow looked at my hand but didn’t take it.

“The rules, Crow,” the referee said gruffly. “Do I have to tell you before every match? Shake your opponent’s hand or you are disqualified.”

Crow’s good humor fell into a growl. He took my hand then and squeezed it.

I snapped my hand back and he laughed again.

Irritated, I backed up a few steps.

He was tall and very strong. I didn’t know if he was fast, but I hoped I could have something of an advantage there.

Even if he was, I could beat him with persistence.

I wasn’t going to give up.

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