Chapter 585: Tide Of Battle

The black wolf and the brown wolf circled each other, ready to strike. Low snarls rumbled from their throats, vibrating through the arena. Their sharp teeth were bared in a primal show of dominance and challenge.

As if their growls weren’t enough to set their audience’s nerves on edge, the drummers began to play a dark, ominous rhythm. The war sound heightened the frenzy in the air, wrapping around the audience, pulling them into the moment until every heart seemed to beat in time with the drums.

The atmosphere grew suffocating, thick with tension and raw anticipation. No one said a word, suspended on the edge of chaos.

The two wolves charged at each other with bone-crushing force.

Dominic’s brown wolf pivoted at the last second, using the momentum to deliver a devastating kick to Asher’s side. The impact was so powerful it sent the black wolf hurtling through the air.

Boom!

Asher’s body slammed into the edge of the ring, crashing against the sandbags with a sickening thud before rolling across the ground. Dust exploded into the air.

"What the...?" Roman shot to his feet, shock etched across his face. The hell was that?!

Even Irene had risen, her hand gripping Aeron’s arm tightly. That didn’t seem normal. Was Dominic always that strong?

She wasn’t alone. Elijah’s wineglass froze midair, his gaze narrowing with instant suspicion. Something about Dominic’s strength didn’t feel right.

staggered to his feet. Sand clung to his black fur, his chest heaving as a low, guttural snarl vibrated from deep within him. His already slitted eyes narrowed into razor-thin lines as

bared his teeth in a silent

refusing to leave his flank

breath as the battle raged, knowing only one outcome awaited the wolf who ended up pinned beneath the other, and it


but Dominic was far stronger, his strikes carrying an unnatural force that threatened to

sand in desperation. But he wasn’t fast enough because Dominic’s claws

crowd gasped in

bleeding claw marks marred Asher’s ribs, vivid against his black fur. Whispers rippled through the pack like wildfire. It was becoming painfully clear that Asher

shot to his feet, moving over to where

for that?"

but when it came to his heirs, he was more than dedicated. He knew Asher to the bones and that one was always prepared. If Dominic had cheated, then Asher no doubt had his own secret

though his jaw remained tight. He didn’t relax, if anything, he perched on the edge of his

ring, the brown wolf lunged again, relentless. This time, Asher didn’t meet him head-on. Instead, he

attacking with feral strength, and

began to

voice booming across the arena. "Give us a real

the gathered pack members, sneering. "Is this the so-called Alpha you’ve been pinning your


jeers broke out with half the pack howling their

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