The Broken Warrior's Daughter

“Amber, you're a great warrior. Why are you so nervous?” Grace asks and | swear | see Amber’s lip tremble. If it's this stressful for her to compete, I’ll remove her.

It's Carlos who answers. “She’s afraid she’ll disappoint both of you.” “Amber, you're here. We're already proud of you. You have nothing to prove to us.” Grace says. taking her hands.

Amber looks up at her. “You’ve given me so much and | want to prove that | was worth your time and energy. But I’ve never done this before.”

“Amber, | wouldn’t have chosen you if | didn’t think you could handle it. But, if you don’t want to compete, | can pull your name from the competition.” | tell her.

Her head whips up. “Oh no! I’m competing! | just want to make you proud is all.” “Well, then. No worries, we are already proud.”

After breakfast, we make our way to where Carlos will have his battle. Today, there are only 448 contestants. Any acting Beta, retired Beta or person over 18 with Beta blood can battle today, so some packs, like ours, have two contenders.

“I'll go cheer on Amber. You stay and watch Carlos.” Grace says, knowing | need to be here for him. | kiss her before she takes off.

“Link me and let me know how she does.” She turns and winks at me before moving to follow Amber to where her battle will take place.

| turn back in time to see Carlos enter the ring. He is calm and quiet as he stands, waiting for the fight to begin. As his Alpha, | can feel his nerves, but | can also feel how he pushes them aside so he can focus. He’s always been this way and while | love having him as my—Beta, he would have.

made a fantastic Alpha. His brother’s Beta, on the other hand, is a show boater. He comes in like this is some sort of

human boxing match, bouncing around on his feet, shadowboxing around the ring, holding his fists up in the air, trying to get the crowd behind him.

When the fight is called, the other Beta comes in hard and fast. Carlos ducks under his swinging arm and delivers a punch right to his gut, before turning around ready to go again.

The Beta is still dancing, but it's slower, catching his breath. The hit has him rethinking his next move. He wasn’t expecting Carlos to be that strong. Carlos gets in a defensive stance and waits

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him out. It only takes a minute before the Beta comes in swinging again. Carlos takes a jab to the ribs, but it gives him the opportunity to punch the Beta in the face, knocking him to his knees.

| can hear Santiago yelling at his Beta to get up. He wipes his hand across his lips, spitting blood before getting back to his feet and rushing at Carlos again. Carlos side steps him, swinging around to swipe his legs out from under him. When the Beta hits the ground, Carlos swings a fist, slamming it into his solar plexis. You can hear the air wheezing out of the Beta’s lungs.

Carlos gets back up, waiting for the man his brother replaced him with to get back to his feet. Santiago is threatening his Beta that if he doesn’t get up, he'll lose his position as Beta in the pack. When he stands and turns back to face Carlos, Carlos finally speaks.

“You should have stayed down.” This time, Carlos goes on the offensive. He begins punching the Beta mercilessly. He hits his gut, his ribs, his kidneys, his head until the Beta falls at his feet.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Do you submit?” Carlos asks him, his voice even, showing no emotion.

“Fuck you!” The Beta says, getting back to his feet, blood dripping from multiple parts of his body.

“| gave you a chance.” Carlos says, before going in, swiping his leg and this time, instead of going for the gut, he brings his elbow down on the Beta’s knee, dislocating it. There’s an audible pop before the Beta begins screaming.

The referee calls it and Carlos wins. Our pack cheers and howls for his victory. Carlos turns and walks toward me without giving the Beta or his brother another glance.

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Carlos kicked some Beta butt!