Impregnated By The Female Alpha Chapter 25: Against The Rules

Liam POV:

After I left the alpha’s study, I had only one thought in my head and it was winning the fight.

I don’t care what I need to do, all I know is that I have to win this fight.

Not only to convince Anastasia to let stay here but also to prove to her that I can protect her even if I’m partially an oga not only that also I want to crush that guy’s ego under my foot and punish him for lying to my mate and trying to disrespect her earlier.

I saw Scott waiting for outside in the training area where the warriors of the pack usually train.

I quietly stepped toward the training area, I stood on the side alone as I watched Scott confidently smiling with his friends and parents surrounding him.

"Why are you fighting him?" I could hear his father asking him.

Scott took his shirt off, to flex and show off his muscles.

His shirt was already tight, he didn’t need to do that, but okay?

I stood there alone, as I watched how all the packhouse’s employees gathered around, so of them were watching from the windows.

How the hell did the news of him challenging spread like this?

I thought it could not get any worse, but I was wrong because minutes later, I could see the pack mbers gathering outside behind the gates of the packhouse.

Like literal strangers ca to watch.

I hope my mother doesn’t hear about this.

Oga, betas, deltas, and alphas gathered at the gates watching from afar.

I an yeah I get it when an alpha challenges another alpha for a fight in any pack, it always excites people and makes them want to watch.

And the fact that this Scott guy is supposed to mate the head alpha, makes it seem like whoever is going to win the fight, will be chosen by the head alpha.

Which isn’t true, but you all know how rumors spread.

They start with a little blow of wind and turn into a storm and tornados.

Now you may be wondering how I concluded all this.

Well, that’s because I could hear at least three pairs of people outside whispering about this.

So of them sounded disappointed because apparently, they thought they had a chance with Anastasia.

Buddy, please, I’m her literal fated mate, and I don’t put my hopes that high.

Then there are others who are actually making fun of .

A cook who has never trained in his life trying to fight a noble alpha who has been training since his childhood.

Well, I don’t bla them.

That sounds insane.

What was that cook thinking about when he accepted Scott’s challenge?

I don’t know either.

" I have to put this low-life where he belongs again." I heard Scott saying to his parents with a smirk on his face as he kept flexing his naked body making the people outside... With people I an ogas scream like teenage fangirls for him, feeding his egos as he continued talking " I will show to everyone that nobody deserves Anastasia other than . Even that handso, tall guy that she allowed to touch her. No man will stand in my way."

Bro thinks I’m handso, I an thanks, I’m flattered.

I chuckled lowly, gaining everyone’s attention but I pretended like I didn’t notice their gazes.

I just kept looking at the ground, impatiently waiting for my baby to co here since she was the only one who could allow us to start.

I was still able to hear and sll how angry and cocky Scott is.

He needs to chill a bit because he is consuming all his energy before we can even start the fight and to be honest I don’t want to fight a weak bitch.

Right after that, I caught her scent getting closer to the area where we were standing.

The crowd outside was imdiately silenced as they looked at the head alpha who as usually had no emotion clear in her face.

Anastasia walked to the middle side of the training area and glanced at for a second before walking backward with her parents and little brother who also ca to watch.

Why did she look at ?

Isn’t she supposed to look at that guy who is apparently her childhood friend?

I could sll a bit of discomfort lingering from her when she stepped outside of the packhouse.

Nobody could tell, but since I’m her fated mate I could easily sll her distress because of the ogas outside.

She did a great job at hiding it though.

I’m proud of her for being able to control her emotions and stand her ground strong even though I’m kind of mad because of her hatred towards us oga.

A lot of people are watching us.

I’m not saying I’m confident that I will be winning, but it really ain’t that deep for everyone to co to watch.

Scott’s friends and parents also stepped back and walked to where the head alpha and her family were gathered and stood there with them.

Both Scott and I glanced at Anastasia who I surprisingly found looking at .

Wait is she worried about ? Because I kinda can see that she is a bit hesitant.

A low sigh left her mouth before she gave us a sign to transform into our wolf form.

I watched how Scott smirked at and started shifting to his wolf.

His bones cracked and moved as he dropped to his knees, hair popped out of his skin, and slowly his pants stretched and ripped along with his underwear.

And finally there stood his 5 feet tall, dark brown almost black wolf with red glowy eyes.

He howled and stretched his limbs while growling at , making the oga outside squirm out of excitent.

This is so embarrassing, why are they screaming for that thing?

Everyone stared at because I just stood there without shifting.

I cleared my throat and looked at Anastasia " Alpha I don’t want to shift."

Everyone including Anastasia and Scott’s wolf ogled at like I was so crazy guy who was fresh out of so ntal illness hospital.

I an I don’t bla them for that either because werewolves are way stronger and faster in their wolf forms and the fact that he is better at fighting than I am, makes sound insane for choosing to fight in my human form.

Now you also may be wondering why.

The reason why I chose to fight in my human form is because if I shift Anastasia can and will definitely figure out what I have been doing everything to hide for the past seven years.

In a wolf form, no werewolf can hide their scent.

" In my humble opinion, I think he is free to fight as he wishes." That was Scott’s father.

I wanted to laugh

Anastasia stared at for so long second before nodding.

I positioned myself on the opposite side of Scott as we held eye contact.

The second Anastasia allowed us to start, Scott’s wolf sprinted as fast as he could toward , attempting to jump on .

I just dodged him which made him end up falling right on his nose.

I heard the crowd outside gasp and start making sounds of disapproval to make feel bad.

Wait I think I’m enjoying this.

I chuckled at their faces and just kept dodging his attacks every ti he tried to attack .

This is fun.

Seeing confusion among the packhouse mbers including Anastasia and her family as well as Scott’s wolf and seeing anger in the faces of the crowd outside, sent a strange wave of adrenaline to my body.

I could keep doing this until he gives up and gets tired but I feel like this is cheating because we are not fighting as we are supposed to do.

I stood my ground as Scott jumped on , attempting to attack my face but I punched him in the stomach, making his wolf cry out as I spun us around.

I raised my hand to punch his face but when his wolf cried out again in pain due to the pressure of my knees on his chest, I felt bad.

Just hear out I’m an animal lover and gentle okay?

I can not see an animal in pain like this even though I know he is Scott.

And yeah, because I stopped my fist mid-air, I was taken aback when Scott’s wolf smirked and lifted his paws to hit my face which caused huge wounds on my left cheek.

I hissed in pain as I felt blood running down my neck.

" Oh, no. LIAM, watch out." I heard Clair screaming my na and warning which is when I lifted my gaze to the wolf who stood again as if he was not the sa one who was in pain just a second ago.

The fact that kneeling on the ground due to the pain in my face, gave the wolf the height advantage as he did not hesitate to jump at and bite my shoulder.

I scread in pain before lifting my hand to poke his eyes which made his jaw loosen which was my chance to jump at him and punch him multiple tis in the face.

Blood flowed out of his nose.

At so point, the wolf was able to spin us around.

My and everyone’s eyes widened when we noticed Scott’s wolf opening his mouth and with his sharp canines attacking my neck to rip my throat.

This is against the rules.

He is trying to kill .