9
"What is keeping him? I told him not to be late".
It's 8.25 and Sleepy Joe is nowhere to be seen. The arena is set up, and pack members are waiting in anticipation for Sleepy Joe. I hope he is not asleep because I won't find it funny.
My eyes sweep the ground after a minute and Sleepy Joe is absent and he is not the only one. Lyles outrightly told me that he is not ready to watch me commit suicide. I half expected to see Sia, but just like Lyles, he is also not here. I become suspicious when I don't see Bradley. Where is he? I have checked and it was only a cut, nothing serious.
"Permit me Alpha to get that coward"
"What do you need her permission for when I am already here?" It is the coward himself. The arrogant Sleepy Joe.
"I told you not to be tardy. You had the guts to disobey".
"My dear Mara, I would have more guts to disobey you once I become Alpha".
"Just shut up and take your place. Lukas, the rules"
"Can we use weapons?" he asks.
"No" Lukas and I say at the say time.
"But she killed Bennett with a sword."
"Learn not to disturb the dead Sleepy Joe. Weapons are not allowed. No substitution. Winner by submission".
"No." I disagree. "I did not submit to get this alpha title. Fight till death".
"Okay", Joe agrees and Lukas casts me a worried look. I shrug it off.
Sleepy Joe was the first to attack and ouch! that man had a mean right hook. The impact was painful and I recovered quickly as though the side of my head wasn't hurting and bleeding.
He packs a punch and throws it but I just take it so that I can punch him in his eye. The crowd goes 'ooo' and Sleepy Joe staggers back swearing.
I kick his shin with so much force that my leg is crying out in pain. Sleepy's Joe eye is already swelling up as more curses emit from his mouth.
"You stupid bitch" he yellls throwing daggers at me with his eyes.
I do a mock bow, laughing. My bones are aching but I won't surrender to pain until I have put Sleepy Joe to sleep.
Me laughing has made him angry. Anger seized his mind and emotions that he strikes me on my face so hard, I cry out in pain. I am breaking my promise as I fall on my knees before Sleepy Joe. I don't know what the sleepy bastard has done to me, but I can no longer see. My ears and mouth are still working but not my eyes. Blows after blows, but he doesn't stop. The pain triples but nothing hurts me more than the loss of sight.
I am coughing out blood just so that I can say something, anything, but Sleepy Joe silences me with a blow to my lips. My hands are flying as I try to get hold of any part of that man just to do to him more than what he is doing to me.
It was a waste of time. He attacks again, striking me on my chest. He is wasting his time if he is trying to get my heart to stop beating. He should go for my neck or try to break my head to get what he wants.
He finally realizes that it is a waste of time and growls in frustration. If Daidson venomous love bite hadn't rendered me useless, I would have shifted into my wolf and put this idiot in his place.
I am losing this fight and there is nothing I can do about it. I have never seen Sleepy Joe shift so I considered him to be a latent wolf. But hearing the snapping of bones, proved me wrong.
I didn't have much strength but I had enough to get up and run. The crowd is cheering, I am dying, and Joe is growling. This scenario reminds me of the time Davidson was after me.
There is no way I can escape him, when my blood is leaing a trail for him to follow. Lukas had clearly stated that weapons were not allowed but Sleepy Joe had slit my neck with a pocket knife, so blood was literally pouring out of everywhere. And it is no fun running when you can't even see where you are going to.
"My dear Mara. Stop running so I can kill you already. I never knew you to run away from a fight, but no worries Mara, you are making this way easy for me"
Am I? I pause, turning around and striking him. He yells in pain and I blow him satisfied when I hear a crunch. He grasps my bleeding neck, squeezing hard. I cough out blood unto my palm, then smear it in his eyes. He screams and I break free, running away.
Guess pocket knife wasn't the only weapon Joe brought along with him. I fell on my knees, when a stray bullet found home in my chest. Very, very close to my heart.
And it was silver.
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