ThugWorkout wrote:
Dymitirus was going to be in charge now. This was the day he had been waiting for his whole life and most alphas would have been scared right now but him, this was all he had ever wanted to do. Prove himself. He pounced into his wolf form which had a little extra height on Connor and padded along with him, pausing as the enemy tribe headed closer and he let out a snarl. They knew exactly who he was and they weren't getting past him that easily. He watched as Luna did her thing and when he was sure that the protection spell was undone, he leapt forward and battle commenced. Wolf bodies clashing against one another, the sound making an almighty bang like thunder, and D didn't hold back, he attacked as hard as he could and with Kuna by his side he knew he would be safe too. Michael was putting on a good fight on behalf of his son but D was sure he had knocked him unconscious, until out of the corner of his eye he saw him heading behind Connor.
Michael was furious. His son veursllg killed in cold blood. He was a bastard, everyone in the tribe knew that but he was alpha and that earned a ridiculous amount of respect. Everyone knew that Michael was good in his prime days but he was a little older now. He grunted as D threw him back into the ground and his back cracked as he hit the floor. Luna had done something, she belonged to them but it was no longer working, he should have been able to recover from this but instead he was heavily wounded, not enough to stop him though as he padded over to Connor and with sone swift movement, he had kicked him with his hind legs, sending him flying into a tree, breaking the tree trunk and sending it flying. Michael howled and ran off to continue the fight.
Gabbie opened it up and showed Sasha what she had done so far. It wasn't much but she was still so proud of it and she didn't care too much about the little details. As long as her and Connor were in their dream spot, she could be wearing a tracksuit for all she cared. "Listen I wanted to ask you something too. And if you feel too uncomfortable, feel feee to shut me down. But I really want you to be my maid of honour, Sasha." She smiled and reached over to hold her hands hoping the situation wouldn't put her off it too much. "Yep, Saturday the 13th, Connor said it's a shame it wasn't a Friday. Can you imagine the bad luck!" She laughed as she got up and went over to the bureau, picking up some scissors to cut out images for her scrap book.