Chapter 98
She circled me like a predator toying with its prey, the corners of her mouth lifting into a smirk.
I could feel the weight of every gaze in the crowd pressing down on me, every whisper, every doubtful murmur.
The odds seemed to be stacked against me, as I was an obscure Luna before, which was a non–negligible disadvantage in their minds.
I could hear the scoffs, sense the sneers.
Yet, deep within me, something primal and fierce stirred, the power of my wolf emerging from the depths of my being.
ou might be surprised, Sorcia,” I replied, my voice steady.
I held my ground, feet firmly planted on the earth, the energy of the wolf within me pulsing through my veins.
My training had been intense, though brief, and I wasn’t about to let her belittle me.
Without warning, Sorcia lunged at me with a speed that was almost impossible to track.
Her claws aimed straight for my throat, but I was ready.
Instinct took over, and I dodged to the side, her momentum carrying her past me.
The crowd gasped, surprised that I had evaded her attack.
Sorcia spun around, eyes blazing with fury.
She wasn’t used to being outmaneuvered, especially not by someone she deemed inferior.
With a snarl, she came at me again, faster and more ferocious.
But this time, I didn’t just dodge–I struck back.
My fist connected with her ribs, and the impact echoed in the silent air.
She staggered, her eyes widening in shock.
“Impossible,” she hissed, clutching her side.
But it wasn’t impossible.
It was happening.
Each time Sorcia attacked, I met her with equal force, countering her blows with my own.
The power within me was like a coiled spring, releasing in bursts of strength that seemed to surprise even me.
The training may have been short, but the wolf inside me was ancient, its power undeniable.
The spectators were no longer silent.
Murmurs of disbelief rippled through the crowd, whispers of awe and admiration.
They couldn’t believe what they were seeing: the ever–legendary incapable Luna excelling in front of Sorcia, who was known to be elite.
I could feel their surprise, their growing respect, and it fueled my resolve.
Sorcia’s attacks became more erratic as the battle wore on.
Frustration and anger marred her once confident expression.
Her moves, which had been so calculated and precise at the beginning, were now wild and desperate.
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It was clear that she hadn’t expected this, hadn’t expected me to be a real challenge.
1 could see the cracks forming in her composure, the small openings in her defense that Emma had warned me about.
Emma’s words echoed in my mind, reminding me of Sorcia’s weaknesses-her tendency to overcommit, to lose focus when she wasn’t in complete control
The next time Sorcia lunged, I was ready. Instead of meeting her head–on, I sidestepped, pivoting smoothly on my heel.
In a swift motion, I struck at the vulnerable spot just beneath her ribs, the place where her defense was weakest.
Sorcia gasped, the air rushing from her lungs as she stumbled, her balance lost.
Now was my chance.
entire area fell silent.
1 know very few people could believe that I could win this match, but at the moment the reality was happening right in front of their eyes as many of Ocean Heart pack’s wolves walled as if they couldn’t accept the impending defeat.
I took a deep breath and headed in the direction of Sonia
As Sorcia struggled to recover, I moved in channeling every ounce of my strength into my next attack.
With a fierce cry. I slamated any fun into his chest, seeding her sprawling to the ground
The impact was jarring, and for a motret, Sorris lay there, dazed and unmoving
The crowd fell into stunned seace, eyes wide as they watched Sorcia, the undefeatable, lying defeated on the ground.
But it wasn’t over yet
The memory of how she had brilland Famma how she had tornested these weaker than her, surged through me.
Rage and justice intertwined, a potent mix that propelled me forward
I reached down, grabbing Sonia by the hair, just as she had done to Emuna.
Her eyes widened in fear as she realised what i intended to do.
“No, please,” she whimpered, all the brevede drained from her voice.
Tears welled up in her eyes, a stark contrast to the cruel smrk she had worn earber
I hesitated, the sight of her fear bringing me back to reality.
This wasn’t who I wanted to be, but the need to show her what it felt like to be powerless, to be at someone else’s mercy, was overwhelming.
I tightened my grip, ready to slam her head into the ground, to return the terror she had inflicted
But as I raised her head, something inside me shifted. This was my victory, my moment to prove my strength–not just physically, but morally. I wouldn’t stoop to her level
I wouldn’t become what I despised
