Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 81

CHAPTER 73

Alpha Killian’s POV

I stepped out of my vehicle and stretched, grateful to be done with the long drive to Shadowfang territory. The journey had taken most of the morning, and I was ready to get this treaty renewal over with.

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pack was impressive, I had to admit. The packhouse stood tall and imposing against the

of dense forest, and I could see well–trained guards positioned strategically around the grounds.

about this place screamed power and discipline.

Darius’s beta, approached me with a respectful nod. “Alpha Killiant, welcome to Shadowfang Pack. arius will be ready to meet with you shortly.”

k you, Xander,” I replied, shaking his hand. “The drive was smooth.”

cellent. If you’ll follow me, I’ll show you to the conference room where we can wait for the Alpha. Can I offer you anything? Coffee, water?”

“Coffee would be perfect.”

Xander led me toward the packhouse, but something caught my attention before we reached the entrance. The sound of combat echoed from somewhere nearby, along with shouts and the clash of bodies hitting the ground.

“Training session?” I asked, nodding toward the noise.

“Yes, Alpha. Our warriors maintain daily practice schedules. Alpha Darius believes in keeping everyone

sharp.”

I was about to continue following Xander when I decided to take a quick look at the training grounds. Darius was known throughout all the territories for producing exceptional warriors, both male and female. It never hurts to observe other packs‘ training methods.

r “Would you mind if I watched for a moment?” I asked Xander. “I’m always interested in seeing different training techniques.”

“Of course

there

grounds are just around the corner. I’ll have someone bring your coffee

I found myself overlooking a large outdoor training area. Several various exercises, but one group immediately caught my attention.

arring ring, a female warrior was taking on three male opponents oved like liquid lightning, flowing from one attack to the next with perfect precision.

led fighters over the years, but this woman was something else entirely. She was g, and completely focused on destroying her opponents.

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As I watched, she ducked under a punch from the first warrior, spun around him, and kicked the second warrior in the chest hard enough to send him flying backward. Before the third warrior could react, she had him in a chokehold.

The first warrior tried to grab her from behind, but she somehow sensed him coming. Without releasing her hold on the third warrior, she kicked backward with her heel, catching the first warrior in the stomach and doubling him over.

The second warrior had recovered and was charging at her again. She released the third warrior, who collapsed gasping for air, and met the second warrior’s charge head–on. They grappled for a moment before she thre

er her shoulder using his own momentum against him.

The power

I found

precis

The

W

vements was incredible. She wasn’t just skilled. She was deadly.

ly captivated by her performance. Every move was calculated, every strike someone who had been trained for war, not just sport.

ors were all larger than her, clearly experienced fighters in their own right. But she em systematically, making it look effortless.

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first warrior’s arm and twisted it behind his back, forcing him to his knees. The second help his friend, but she caught his wrist and used leverage to flip him onto his back.

arrior was still trying to catch his breath from the chokehold, but he gamely attempted another sidestepped easily and swept his legs, sending him crashing to the ground again.

warriors were down, breathing hard and looking somewhat embarrassed. The woman stood in ter of the ring, barely out of breath, waiting to see if any of them wanted to try again.

simpressed. More than impressed. I was fascinated.

st as I was thinking about how remarkable this warrior was, a scent hit me like a physical blow.

The most incredible smell I had ever encountered wafted through the air. It was sweet and wild at the same time, with undertones of something distinctly feminine but powerful.

My wolf immediately went insane inside my head.

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“MATE!” he howled with such force that I nearly staggered backward. “MATE! MATE! MATE!”

I couldn’t believe it. This

I had already lost

I never expect

ack. The pain of that loss had nearly destroyed me.

But my w

Witho

fem

Scent belonged to our mate.

Cent trail. It led me directly toward the training ring where the torious over her opponents.

ne stronger, more intoxicating. There was no doubt about it. The incredible

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