Chapter 41: Chapter 41

FREYA

I watched with sadness as my partner engaged in a duel. I can't do anything but stare at him in the ring while my heart aches. If I had the ability, I would have entered the ring by now to end the combat. It saddened me that I can't question the werewolf council since I lack the necessary authority. For the first time, I would wish I had more control and influence over a particular group of individuals. I had never considered joining the werewolf councils before, but I do now.

I was aware that I would have put an end to this conflict if I had been a member of the werewolf council, or perhaps even the chairman of the council. Although I was aware that things wouldn't be simple, what I was seeing surprised me. I was first comforted by my dad's assurances that he would win the battle, but that was before I saw what was going on inside the ring. I had a clear view of everything going on and was sat with some alphas and people in positions of responsibility. I felt like my eyes were going to pop out from shock. When I watched him take on one of my pack warriors, my heart was beating faster.

I never realized that one of my pack mates desired to be with me. I was aware that none of them would have the courage to tell me they loved me or make the proposal. The warrior in question had his sights set on me, but I was his alpha, so I couldn't tell. I understood that he must have seen this as a chance to ask me out, and I also understood that this would apply to other alphas who haven't been eager to share their feelings with me up to this point. Even though I knew that a lot more of my warriors would still be attracted to me, I lacked the motivation to enter the ring and engage in combat.

They were all aware that one of the reasons I dislike cowards who are unable to demonstrate their abilities is when I saw them losing. I was aware that there was a part of me that was terrified of losing in front of people, especially since they would know they couldn't compete with Alphas. None of them had ever attempted to engage in a battle with me, so they were aware that defeating an alpha is difficult. I have only ever engaged in dueling with my beta and gamma; they are the only people I have ever done it with.

"Alpha," I heard Seraphina say behind me, and I lifted an eyebrow to look at her.

You should not become upset because the moon goddess will undoubtedly bring about the outcome she desires. Even after matching the two of you, she could not possibly wish for you to be separated. I nodded my head in agreement as I heard her murmur in my ear, "All you have to do is put fate in him." I let out a heavy sigh.

"Thanks, I feel better," I remarked, grinning gratefully as I looked at her. When I turned to face Lucius, I saw him fighting with the warrior. As I watched the warrior beat him, I felt like my heart was about to explode out of my chest. My throat started to dry up, and all I could think of was how to call off the combat. I wasn't prepared for all of this, although I understood he might get harmed during the battle.

I knew that things wouldn't turn out the way I had imagined. Even though I knew he lacked the necessary strength, I designed it so that he wouldn't get harmed in the fight and that the only thing that would happen while the combat is still in progress would be him defeating them all. Even though I'm forgiving, I knew he couldn't handle me, but I had assumed he could go against them. I sighed hard, on the verge of tears, as I saw the warrior batter his face. When I watched him rise back up on his feet, my eyes were nearly overflowing with tears.

Although I'm not sure what will happen, I was happy to hear that. The audience were yelling and cheering for the warrior to triumph, going absolutely insane. I was aware that he would need assistance from others in order to defeat an alpha in a duel, and I seriously doubted his chances of triumphing over the warrior he was up against. I was aware that this would come out as disparaging my partner, but it's not the case; I've done some math on who he can and cannot defeat.

I was aware that if someone else had been hitting their face, they would have given up, but he persisted, and for that reason, I'm afraid he could be killed. I was afraid that he wouldn't give up easy since I knew he wouldn't be able to resist them and would even lose his life. I was aware that going up against an alpha would not be simple and that he might lose.

I watched in shock as he carried the pack warrior and threw him out of her ring, my heart racing. I was aware it was the only scenario in which someone might win with ease, and I doubted the Alphas would offer him the opportunity. I anticipated that the Alphas would want to make fun of him in front of the entire pack to demonstrate my mate's weakness. It was my knowledge that they would not remove him from the ring; rather, they would want him to give up, and I knew that he would not, possibly to the point of losing his life.

I was aware that things would not turn out the way I had imagined. I scowled, not holding any hopes for my partner. I was aware that it wouldn't be good for him to back down during a battle, and that it would make me feel worse rather than better. He would have hurt me and I would never forgive whoever it was if he had continued and ended up dead in a fight. I would make sure to fight the offender and bring them to justice.

I heard the leader of the council say, "Lucius won the fight," and I turned to face him when I noticed the pack warrior who Lucius had just defeated. His muscles tensed up as he murmured something in his ear. I heard the leader of the council remark, "You should get ready for the next fight, remember it's two per person, you can get the rest you want after the second fight," as I was about to approach him even though I knew whatever he said wouldn't be nice.

For a split second, my heart froze, and I was at a loss for words or actions. My feet seem heavy to carry, and my heart begins to pound violently. Although I was aware that this was the proper way to conduct the duel, up until this point, I didn't find it objectionable. He clearly needs to get some rest in order to heal, but it doesn't appear that he will get any anytime soon. I turned to face the head of the werewolf council with a scornful expression in my heart as I felt my heart seize up.

I was hating the head council, and I was glaring at him with that anger. I had a forlorn expression on my face as I walked back to my seat. I was aware that his chances of triumphing over an alpha were minimal. I couldn't help but feel toward the leader of the council, and my eyes were crimson with rage. He turned to grin at me, and I had the impression that he was doing all of this on purpose.

"Alpha Freya consented to that, you ought to enter the ring," he said to Lucius, who appeared to have lost all of his color. His body appeared lifeless, with the blood dripping from his lips being the only source of color. It was evident from his weak eyes that he was struggling to maintain consciousness. His expression changed from one of incredulity to wrath as he turned to confront me.

I couldn't help but feel bad about what I did because I knew he must have been upset over what he had just heard. With wide eyes, Seraphina turned to face me, and I felt even more awful about it. I was aware that if I had gone over every step of the dueling protocol, none of this would have occurred. I was positive that if I hadn't been irresponsible, things wouldn't have worked out this way. Seeing how my folks were staring at me made my heart hurt.

"It wasn't deliberate; I accepted each procedure without carefully reading it," I added, my expression dejected. Before witnessing what had recently transpired, I had assumed that the procedures weren't too horrible and that Lucius wouldn't suffer any consequences. I chance to skim it, and I accepted without hesitation. I had assumed that the reason was simply that he was afraid my footage might get up in the wrong hands.