I Claim Your Love

Chapter 31: A Winning Loser

The fear thoughts looped around in Einar's mind as there was room for no other thought. In a matter of a few hours his mate would be in the battle field preparing for his death bed perhaps. The thought brought plenty of rage as Einar had tried his every move to refrain Callan from entering the competition but the adamant nature of his mate compelled him to bow. The next few hours would simply pass as blip or it would break his mind completely.

Sitting in his office in front of piles of paper was the only salvation Einar had. He constantly made sure to keep himself busy in other works which would distract him from the inevitable. But the diversion worked only for a few moments before his mind engulfed in the thoughts of Callan again. Einar visualised the smiling and charming face of Callan which would soon turn into a bloody, bruised figure. He wanted to have good thoughts throughout but his heart could not deny the possible outcome of tomorrow.

Einar screeched his chair back and rose to his feet. He slowly made his way to the window to look outside the open ground. Young enthusiasts were training themselves for the important day. He was happy for the strength of will of his comrades. However he was more afraid about how he would survive tomorrow when Callan entered the ring. His determined beast would kill on the spot if even a hair of his mate was touched. How was he supposed to perform his duties as the alpha and control his animal at the same time?

The Alpha sighed in frustration and ran his fingers through his head. His attention was drawn to the door when a sweaty figure made its presence.

"I thought you were working." Garrick asked wiping his face of the wetness.

"I am trying to work but somehow I always get distracted."

By this time Garrick was intelligent enough to know who ruled his best friends thoughts. Talking about Callan with someone had brought a little relief to Einar's burdened mind. Though the pain, the agony would remain the same but the Alpha was soothed a bit when he shared things with Garrick.

"Then i suppose it is the right moment to have a conversation."

Einar furrowed his brow and looked behind his shoulders. "What do you want to talk about."

"The gift perhaps.. Have you thought of anything yet?" Einar sighed as he forgot about the age old traditions of the pack. It was mandatory for every Alpha to present a gift to his Luna welcoming her in the pack. Though it had to be done on the night of the coronation but the situation back then was far from ideal.

"I promised her to give whatever she desires."

Garrick nodded and sat on a chair "You may have to announce a ceremony after the trials."

"For what purpose?"

"We have two new mate pairs on the cards." Einar raised a brow and uplifted his chin for Garrick to continue "The bastard Alpha's daughter is apparently Tusker's mate."

"And the other?"

"It is Hazel; Luella's daughter." Einar deeply sighed when he heard the name. Luella was a distant cousin of Garrick who lived in one of the villages in the northern borders and Hazel was her daughter. Einar was astonished as Hazel was just eight years old.

"You look surprised." Garrick asked.

"I am more shocked actually. The Luna definitely has a wicked sense of humor when she pairs the souls." The irony never lost in his tone.

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was speechless for a moment "Exactly. No one has seen what he is capable of. You can have a fair idea for he has been trained by Justus himself." Garrick understood what Einar was implying.

you say is possible, he cannot face those number of people in the ring tomorrow. I mean it is

dont think the thought wouldn't have crossed his mind. He must have anticipated

if you are

don't know him as I do." Einar almost whispered "Once he sets his eyes onto something he will do everything in his

all right when they see their mate

been eerily quite for the past few days." Einar

of the ring and

Einar took a small transperent bottle filled with liquid out of his pocket

losing so bad?" Though Garrick knew the answer to this

Alpha. Do you think this will go down well with my beasts. Every moment he is on the field would put me

pursed his lip and nonchalantly sighed shaking his head. He wasn't entirely convinced with what Einar just said "There is more to it

sat on his chair. He rested his palms on the desk while his head leaned backwards facing the ceiling "If he becomes the next head warrior than we have to work together. Our proximity will increase our tensions. So it is better if he

while on the other hand you have accepted all the willing applications to fight Callan without even blinking

head forward and looked at his friend in despair "I dont want that to happen but if the situation reaches

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foot in the ring. His fight tactics and manoeuvres were not only unique but were also quite effective on the wolves as well. He managed to defeat even the seasoned warriors

nature take its course while Callan faced every opponent who had listed for the head warriors post. Even after facing fifty five people, he was not backing down! What stressed Einar more was the fact that if his mate

could believe what they were witnessing. He saw the reaction of the people, the look of hate and disgust for his mate. He knew that no one would be acceptive of Callan as the

was it fair for him to face the strongest wolf in the entire pack in such a condition! Callan was sure that even in his good health

almost pleaded "Please

in his anger "You left

Einar made a dash towards the man and threw him flying to a distance with just a tuck of his shoulder. Callan fell back on his injured leg and groaned in pain amidst the cheering of the crowd. He steadily stood up on his wobbly feet and took a long breath to calm himself. He concluded that there was no other way to come out of this than to fight the alpha. Since Einar decided to fight in the human form he was partially relieved. He took a mental note on the accessories he had right now. A metal staff attached to his back, a few darts, a rope, a dagger and some meditated dust. He gathered some courage and both the men

of dust. He threw the powder aiming the eyes of the alpha. Einar in the very next instant was rendered helpless as a strange irritation surged through his eyes and he lost his coordination. Callan took advantage of the

the move

his shock did an iron fist collided with his jaw. He felt the pain and saw the second blow come for his abdomen. Blow after

while more blood pooled in his mouth. A sensation of sting bees

Callan's neckband with one of his hands and brought him up, levelling him to stand face to face. Callan's eyes were barely open while his lips were oozing blood from the cuts. His once beautiful face was now decorated in scarlet, red liquid. It ached Einar to do this but he had to fulfill his duty for his people. Without thinking twice he fisted his other hand to swung it back and force it down to

and focused solely on the approaching bird. The raven flapped its ebony feathers and landed the first attack on Einar's face with its sharp beak. Though Einar was taken aback for a moment he was contemplating the attack of the bird to be trivial. However the strike of the bird brought a burning pain to the area which it hit. The sting was excruciatingly painful and was not subsiding. The

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