Ch. 37 The Fight

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Alpha Lennox Hall

We're picked up at the airstrip and driven to Alpha Rhys' home. The car pulls up to a large two story home and stops in front. Andrew, Travis, Beta Martin and I get out. One of the men that picked us up for the airstrip motions for us to follow him.

"Alpha Rhys said to bring you in back. We've cleared an area for the match." The taller one says. Judging by his demeanor he and his friend aren't even put on guard by three alpha's coming into their territory. I don't know if he's stupid or has no loyalty or fondness for Alpha Rhys.

I'm not concerned about this fight, there's no way I can be beaten by Rhys, this will end quickly. I notice Rhys as we round the corner of the back of the house he's standing with another man and I instantly recognize him. Wesley Dalton, Wendy's brother. He was kicked out of my pack when he chose to challenge me five years ago and lost. He is older then me by two years, he's big and a quick fighter. However, he always had two weaknesses, arrogance and alcohol. He's not looking too sober, as far as I can tell. As we walk closer I hear Rhys is not at all pleased by his intoxication. This must've been Rhys' plan. Wesley would be fighting me in place of him for the death of his sister. Smart move, if he would've kept his fighter sober.

Rhys and Wesley turn towards us as we walk closer. I look at both men and see that Wesley has been training, he looks strong and menacing. Even intoxicated, Wesley will be a fiercer match then Rhys. However, even standing with his legs braced apart he is swaying slightly. I will not fight a drunken mess like him. "I hope you don't expect me to fight him." I say, looking at Rhys and pointing to Wesley.

"Why? You afraid, Alpha Hall?" Wesley slurs, taking an unsteady step towards me.

"Please, you look like you're about to pass out." Andrew mocks.

"I'm not drunk." Wesley refutes, drunkenly.

"I know that. You're completely wasted." I respond. "Look, I'd rather get this over with soon. Are you ready?" I ask Rhys.

"That's the thing, Alpha Hall. I demand a fight for the killing of my pup and Wesley demands a fight for you killing his sister." Rhys says, smugly.

"I may have killed his sister, but you sent her on a suicide mission. Her blood is on your hands, just as it is mine." I respond, knowingly. Intentionally wanting to get Wesley's attention.

When Rhys doesn't respond I look at Wesley who is shaking his head. "That's not true. He begged her not to go, she wouldn't listen." Wesley says, sounding doubtful of his own words.

"My daughter was the one to tell me of Rhys deception. You can ask her yourself."

"No need. I was there, she told me she was sent to kill Jocelyn Griffin." Beta Martin states, stepping closer to Wesley.

"Alpha Rhys convinced your sister that killing Jocelyn was the only way he'd be free to mate with her." He explains.

"In hopes that she would fail. Tell him Rhys, how you thanked me for Wendy and the pups death." I say, seeing Wesley face become hard as he takes in Rhys obvious guilt.

"He's lying." Rhys replies, nervously backing away from a suddenly fierce Wesley.

"No, you're lying. Wendy told me she was going for you, but I didn't understand what she meant. Now, I know she went because you gave her no option. She was pregnant! With your pup and you refused her on a lie! She left in hopes that she'd succeed and that you'd accept her and your pup!" He points out. Getting angrier and angrier with each word.
Wesley doesn't wait for a response. Even I had to look away from the viciousness of the attack. Rhys was dead within seconds, yet the sound of creaking bones continued for minutes longer. After the attack Wesley sat breathing hard and looking at his former Alpha.

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