Classic Novel
Chapter 52
Chapter 0052 ASHANTI’S POV. “It’s duel time.” Delta Kyle announces and my blood pressure shoots up. Unintentionally, my eyes look in Alina’s direction and I see her smiling wickedly at me. My knees buckle when she raises her hand in the air, getting her brother’s attention. “Yes, Alina.” “I would love to have a duel with Ashanti. I hear she’s a great fighter. I want to see that for myself.” Her eyes are still trained on me as she speaks and her smile has become a smirk. My heart’s palpitations almost crash into my chest. I can’t fight with Alina. She’s a Lycan warrior. She hates me. She’ll break me into pieces the moment we get in that circle. I give Delta Kyle a scared look, begging him with my eyes not to validate her request, but my pleas go in vain because he smiles and looks away from me before saying; “Alina, Ashanti, to the circle. Now.” This is the perfect moment for me to jump off a cliff. Having this duel with Alina will be the end of me! Calmly, carefully, I make my way into the circle and so does Alina. My eyes are glued to the floor. I don’t want to look at her face lest I feel discouraged. I shouldn’t let her kill me without a fight.
“Why aren’t you looking at me Ashanti? Are you that scared?” I roll my eyes hard before planting them on her face. She flashes me a tight smile, I don’t dissolve the frown on my face. “Your safe word is “Red.”” Kyle announces and I snap my head in his direction. Traitor. He couldn’t take a single hint and decline his sister’s request. Now I’m at her mercy. “Are you two ready?” “Never have I been this ready for something in my life.” Alina replies. I can hear her excitement in her voice. Her excitement to end my life.
I clear my throat and look back at Delta Kyle. “Ready.” I croak. Immediately, there’s an uproar of cheers from the other guys and I can hear Nelly’s sharp voice cheering me on. They are all rooting for me to win. Right! Now, not only am I going to get out of this circle with broken bones and bleeding lips, I’ll also get out with the shame of loosing and dissapointing everyone in here. “I’ll have the honor of making the first attack!” Alina says, sprinting towards me. When she’s close, she swings her right fist towards me, targeting my face, but I’m quick to dodge by turning in the opposite side, letting her blow pass through the air.
Because the heavy blow doesn’t meet a stopping point, Alina loses her balance and plunges forward and I take that opportunity to give her a hard kick in her back, causing her to completely lose her balance and she falls to the ground, groaning.
A loud cheer erupts from the guys and I give Delta Kyle a brief glance, expecting him to be mad at the fact I just hit his sister, but instead, he’s smiling and cheering me on.
That victory gives me the confidence to attack Alina fiercely. I confidently swing a fist at her face, but she palms it and twists my arm, causing pain to shoot through it. I scream in agony and turn around to counter the twist, but the next thing I feel is myself being pulled forward, towards Alina’s body.
She slicks her arm around right arm and grabs my left shoulder and I feel is my feet being lifted of the ground. I’m in the air, over Alina’s shoulders before, she drops me on the ground in the most brutal way. I fall on my back and pain incapacitates me. Everyone in the room gasps in fear, but no one steps forward to check on me meaning the fight is still on. Pain is shooting up and down my spine like bullets. Alina is smiling victoriously at me, while inviting
me with a hand show for another round. The same action repeats itself one more time. In the end, I win just four out ten rounds and my entire body feels like I have been run over by a trailer. The look on Alina’s face tells me she enjoyed kicking my a** Ashanti.” Delta Kyle calls my name as I step out of the circle, breathing hard. I look at him. “That was brilliant.” He compliments me, but I don’t even have the energy to smile. I simply nod. “And for you, Alina …” NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.
He turns to Alina and continues.
“I have no idea why you’re smiling. Do you think this a victory worth celebrating?” Alina’s smile disappears.
“You might have won, but that was a close call. For your rank and status, you shouldn’t be winning six rounds on ten in a duel. You should win all or at least eight of them especially since you were fighting with an ordinary werewolf.”
Alina’s head drops in dismay like reality just struck her. I’m sure this has served as an eye opener for you. It’s been ages since you came for practice, that’s why your skills have gone rusty.
You better polish them up. If news of this kind of flimsy victory reaches our father, he won’t go easy on you. So, it’s high time you started taking your training serious again. You’re a warrior, not a pretty H r e m girl.”