The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna (RYN)

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I feel so fucking good.

I swung my right arm in a wide arc and the moment my fist hit my opponent in the jaw, some pieces of teeth fell out mixed with the splatter of blood and then he went down like a log.

The crowd around erupted in cheers, almost deafening me as I was declared the winner. I looked up and saw my father look down at me from the VVIP area. He had no smile on his face as he nodded his head in approval. Not okay enough but I'll take it. I'll take whatever I can get from him.

I glanced at my opponent, who laid on the floor of the fighting ring, unmoving. He was a big, seven feet tall bald man known as the Bill the Bone Crusher.

Before his renowned career as a fighting champion, he was a retired warrior on death row for murdering his wife. A sponsor found him and ever since then,, he's been fighting underground for years in exchange for some luxury perks in prison. I looked at him in disdain, feeling no pity whatsoever for him.

Just as he broke his wife's bones and smashed her skull in, he also had a knack for doing the same to his opponents, instantly crippling them. No one had been able to escape him without suffering some sort of trauma. No one, except me.

I grinned to myself as I exited the fighting ring, hailed and hyped by the hollering crowd.

Somehow, despite the accolades and applause, I felt empty inside.

Somewhere at the back of my mind, I imagined two people in the crowd cheering for me. I blinked in surprise as it suddenly dawned on me that other than my father, I desperately wanted to impress my brother and...Ryn.

I shook my head as I left the hall and took an elevator up to one of the luxury rooms dedicated to me. MapleBees had really upgraded since I was a teenager. It was no longer just a bar but also a suite of a mini-hotel, a casino and a four-star restaurant.

Once I entered my room, I went to the bathroom and, after removing my robe; I stepped into the hot shower.

A sign left my lips as the heat soothed my aching bones and bruised skin. I had no idea there was blood on my body as I watched it swirl into the drain. I tried to remember who I fought

There were a bunch of them, arranged for me by my father. He called them 'the best of the worst, meaning they were the most deadly bunch on death row. I remember fighting more than half a dozen of them and each falling down unconscious. My father was right.

Switching up my diet was the best choice to become stronger. The more I fought these dangerous men, the deadlier I became, and that's what I need to defeat Dominic.

I just wish someone who mattered was also there to cheer me on Someone who really cared about my win and not about using me to make more money. Someone like Theon....and then my wolf added Ryn's image.

Fucking bastard." I sighed, running both hands over my wet, matted hair.

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I got what I wanted. By the time I get home, she will no longer be there. I won't get to see her siren eyes and those swelling breasts that make me want to..

"Arrgh!" I punched the wall and, to my surprise, my fists went through the tiles, and through the cement, forming a hole.

Ah. Crap.

I dusted off my hands, finished my shower, and stepped out in a towel. Later on, I'll have to inform management to take care of that. In the meantime, I wiped off the steamed mirror and stared into my own eyes. The flecks of gold are now so prominent, it's so easy to spot. Aside from that, something else had begun to show on my body. I looked down at my wrists, showing dark lightning-like veins stretching up towards my elbow. They were thin and wraith-like, rarely visible unless you were looking for it..

"You're killing yourself."" Healer Kwan had said after I showed it to him. "You should stop that diet. Your body is rejecting it. If it gets to your heart, you're a goner."

I told him I had no choice. It was just for the meantime until I can beat Dominic.

"And how long do you think that would take?" He asked, his mouth down-turned in a frown. It was the first show of anger I ever saw of him.

I had no answer to give him. It was either my father's way or death's way. Maybe he'll love me more if I die trying to gain his affection.

I scoffed bitterly.

Leaving the bathroom, I proceeded to get dressed and just when I was about to head out; I heard a knock on my door. Curious as to who it was, I crossed the room and when I opened the door; I found two beautiful identical dark-haired women standing side by side in white bathrobes - one had green eyes while the other had light brown ones.

"Yes? Can I help you?" I asked.

"The King sent us here." One of them, a green-eyed girl, said seductively. "He wants you to think of us as a reward for a job well done."

As she said that, they looked at each other with a smile and opened their robes for me.

I stared down at their perfectly shaped and toned bodies clad in the sexiest lingerie and usually the old me would have let them in by now, but all I could think of was that, "They are not Ryn.'

I stood there, looking and trying to find my libido, but to my surprise, it's gone. I don't feel any sexual attraction to them. Even my wolf seemed not interested.

I raised my eyes, feeling slightly thrown off.

"Sorry ladies. Wrong night." I frowned, and their faces fell. Before they could say anything else, I passed between them and locked my door. As I walked away, I couldn't help but feel angry at Ryn. Not only is that fucking siren in my head, but now she has my dick on ice.

"What am I going to do with you, Ryn?" I whispered to myself, wishing I had not just my hand but my belt wrapped around her lovely neck. "What am I going to fucking do to you?"

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank for being patient with updates. This chapter is dedicated to Denise Cully, Taylor Dorman, Claire Cryztal, Christy Johnson Compton. Thank you for the gifts. They make me so happy.