The Alpha's Fake Mate

– The Warrio

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training grounds, loud and sharp. My muscles bur

r did

, stepping back an

s weapon. His golden eyes burned with frustration, but I didn't care.

lashing toward his ribs. He barely managed t

ng him crashing to the ground. Dust rose ar

ead," I s

g himself up. "You di

ped. "No mercy. No second tries. If you

ss his face. But I wasn't done. I toss

ing a single fight? No. It's about surviving. It's a

an? Are you ready to do this? This is the only chance to become the alpha you have

bobbed as h

hat hesitation... it

ed away. "Get up.

ead and picked up his sword. "You do

my teeth bare

my tone, but

Alpha before him. If he wasn't ready, it would be my fault. And I

at him. He caught it clumsily, barely wrapping

, I didn'

strikes were brutal, my steps precise. I struck his ribs,

ould see the exhaustion in his movements. His

as l

t pisse

o his stomach. He gasped, stumbling backward,

back hit t

nning him down. "You're still too

d with anger.

think your enemies will go easy on you? D

aned in, pressing my

onan," I whispered. "

Heavy. Su

t my skin. Slowly, his b

en, fi

n," he m

, searching for do

my hand. He took it, and

asn't d

another dag

en I attacked

untered, move

the Ronan

ehind us, I couldn't shak