~Kami~
I followed Titus as he led me away from the group. I knew that Tristan had asked him to do so, and he had done so for a reason. I knew my brother well enough to know that he wouldn’t send me away unless it was important. My family didn’t shelter me just because I was a girl and I appreciated that.
*Alyce’s wolf, Aramyth, suggests someone named Vincent as a, and I quote ‘good target’. I’m not sure why, but I suspect she has a good reason.* I heard Tristan over our mind-link.
*Interesting.* I responded, *I will find him.*
I grinned and looked at Titus, “Let’s go get us a target.”
He chuckled at me and we headed for the training area where many of the Red Moon pack members were training, as were a few of ours. I wasn’t the only one who didn’t really have a ‘vacation mode’ as Victor often put it.
Some of our wolves stopped training as we approached the large group, bowing their heads to us in respect, “No, no, none of that. Not on the training field. We’ve been over this. Out here, we’re just one of the pack like you all are.” I huffed, waving my hands at them to stop it.
I looked over at the wolf leading their training, “Room for a couple more of us?” I looked him over. He was about Victor's height which put him at 6’0” with ashy black hair and blue-green eyes. He was lean and toned, and clearly took care of himself.
“Not sure we should be letting someone as delicate as you train with us rough and tumble types.” He smirked a bit, “Wouldn’t want to break you.” He was apparently full of himself and cocky as well. He didn’t hide his roaming eyes and I rolled mine at him.
Titus was laughing behind me, “Delicate? Kami? Oh that’s funny. I’m pretty sure she would break you, not the other way around.” Our pack members were snickering a bit as well. They had seen me train, some had even trained with me.
“Wanna put your money where your mouth is?” The man leading the training asked, giving us a cocky grin.
“Why not, I haven’t roughed up anyone new in awhile. Who’s your best fighter out on the field at the moment?” I knew he was going to step up to the challenge whether or not it was him, but I was also hoping for it so I could knock him around a bit. Smug asshole.
“That would be me, my name's Vincent. I’m the Gamma’s son. I don’t think we’ve met.”
Game. Set. Match. I smiled sweetly at him, “Kami, daughter of Alpha Daemon.” I moved through the crowd to the large sparring ring. The others stopped training and surrounded the ring, wanting to watch the match, “Wolves or no?” I asked him, batting my lashes at him a little.
I could hear Titus in my head, *Kick his ass Kam.*
*Oh, I plan on it. I’m not sure why his name was dropped, but even if it hadn’t been, this cocky ass needs to be knocked down a peg. Or four.*
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*Agreed.*
Vincent seemed to think about it a moment, “I’ll let you decide. Whichever way you are more comfortable with.”
“Oh goody. Wolves are fine, first one to be knocked out of the ring or return to Human form after shifting loses. Fair?”
“I can agree to those terms. Just don’t cry when you get your ass handed to you sweetheart.” He took a defensive stance, “Your Beta can even call the match.”
“Well, aren't you gracious?” I slipped my shoes off and piled my hair into a tight neat bun before taking my own defensive stance.
“Are both opponents ready?” Titus called out. Vincent and I both nodded affirmatively.
“And GO!” He bellowed, starting the match as he watched from the outside edge of the circle, watching us both carefully.
~Third Person~
Kami and Vincent circled each other, both looking for an opening while gauging their opponent. Kami was almost as tall as Vincent, with a lean and well muscled form. It was clear she had done her fair share of training. Her eyes darted around him, watching for any tells he may have.
Finally Vincent lunged for Kami, and she hopped to the left, bringing her elbow into his back on the follow-through. He spun at her impact, managing to keep himself off the ground. He came around to face her again, dropping into a sweeping kick, aimed at her ankles. She jumped, but not quite fast enough and she tripped, landing on the ground on her hands, face down. Rolling to the side she just barely missed being grabbed by him.
She swung her foot up into his chest, planting it firmly in the center of it and kicking him backward. He stumbled and landed on his ass while she followed the kick through to roll to her feet.
“Come on Vincent, can’t take a hit from a delicate little thing?” Kami goaded him, circling him as he did the same, his breath increasing as she got to him.
Vincent growled, shifting into his wolf Axel. Axel was a medium large wolf with ashen gray fur and light brown eyes. He snapped his maw at Kami, who was beginning to look a little bored with him. He lunged at her with a growl.
Kami dropped to her knees, arching backwards into the ground, causing Axle to miss and sail over her. She was on her feet in a flash, taking advantage of his confusion to jump on his back. She wrapped an arm around his throat, holding him in a choke hold as he jumped around, trying to shake her loose.
Axel turned his head, managing to get a hold of her shoulder with his teeth. It wasn’t much of a grip, but it was enough to get her to release him. He was panting, trying to catch his breath after she choked him.
The crowd was starting to really get into the fight, especially seeing Kami taking on Axel. They went even crazier as Kami let Scarlett out. Scarlett was as big as Axel, her fur was red with black streaks through it and she had pale blue eyes. She let out a snarl as she and Axel lunged at each other.
It was a good 20 minutes of assholes and elbows, growls echoing and fur flying. It was hard to follow the pair as they were both quick and agile. Another 10 minutes and one of them gave a loud yelp. It took a moment for the dust to settle, but when it did, Scarlett had Axel pinned by the throat in what could be a very deadly fashion.
Vincent shifted back into his human form and Scarlett backed off, sitting on her haunches looking at him smuggly. He was covered in bruises and cuts, he had a dislocated knee and likely a broken arm. She had not played nice in the end.
“Your victor is Kami Willow and her wolf Scarlett!” Titus announced to the crowd, surprised to see the majority of the Red Moon pack cheering for Kami’s victory over their own pack mate.
Kami shifted back and Titus slid his shirt onto her so quickly no one got a glimpse of her naked other than from the knees down, “Thanks.” She huffed, a bit out of breath.
She had her fair share of cuts and bruises, but she had come out of the match without any broken bones. She turned to Vincent and offered him a hand to shake, “It was a good match. You’re a decent fighter.”
Vincent glared at her and ignored her hand until she dropped it. Clearly he didn’t like losing to a girl, much less one from another pack, “Training dismissed!” He turned on his heel and headed for the pack house.
Kami and Titus headed for the pack manor. She needed a shower and a change of clothes. Along the way, Titus let Tristan know that Kami had utterly destroyed Vincent, relaying some of the details of the fight.