The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna (RYN)

Chapter 116 RYN

My hands were shaking by the time I made it out onto the field.

To my surprise, people still cheered for me and chanted my name but this time, as expected, I could hear the underlying boos and jeers that followed.

Taking a deep breath, I stood beside my colleagues, and did some miniature body stretching in preparation for the test. My breath came in pants and with the way my head seemed foggy, I knew I was not one hundred percent. Still, I willed my mind to stay sharp. Come hell or highwater, I have to win this.

"Coming up is the next test!" The annoucer rumbled with glee. "Contenders are to show true Elite spirit by taking down their opponent without causing serious injury. Be on alert when arranging your weapons, and pay attention to clues."

From the corner of my eyes, I felt someone look at me and turned my head to see Konan, smirking at me. Facing forward, I packed my ponytail tight and prepared to run. Before us in the distance were ten tables and

on it were dissected weapons we were supposed to rebuild before our opponent came for us.

When the gunshot permeated the air, I was about to run when I felt something hit me in the face. Pain exploded in my skull when I realized that yet again, I had been assaulted. I lowered myself on haunches, covering my face as I tried to endure the my eyes. pain but instead, tears rushed to

After some seconds, I raised my head to see. My vision was blurry at first but with a few blinks, it began to clear up. To my left, further away, I saw one of my colleagues on the floor gripping his stomach, another limping, trying to get ahead, while the others had gone far. It means I wasn't the only one assaulted in order to get ahead.

"RYN ASHMORE! RYN ASHMORE!" People chanted and I slowly rose to my feet, wiping the tears from my eyes.

Gods! I'm so tired.

I walked to the guy who was on the floor, battling his own pain and stretched my hand to him. He was the same boy who tried to defend me when Konan began his

bullying but was threatened into silence. He stared at my hand, his eyes widening in surprise, before taking it and with great effort I pulled him to his feet.

Towering over me by some inches, I put his arm around my neck and together we began to make our way to the tables in the distance.

"Why are you helping me?" He asked. "We could fail."

"Then we fail with dignity. This is not the end of our career." I said, as my wolf healed me and our walks became jogs. "Feeling better?"

"Yes. Thank you." He replied, gently retracting his hand from my neck. "The boys are wrong about you. You're a good person."

I smiled bitterly. "Good luck." Then I was off, picking up speed like I have never done before.

Within seconds, I got to my table labeled number ten and discovered it had been upturned and all the arranged tools were in the sand. My heart fell to the pit of my stomach as I saw that others had arranged and built their guns from scratch and were putting bullets in. Suddenly, the opponents arrived and to my dismay, they were ten real elites dressed in uniform with their guns raised. They had black nose masks on and looked very intimidating with their eyes glowing blue. Immediately, I dived behind the table just as chaos ensued on th

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Raising my head, I noticed my own opponent coming for me and grabbed what I could before crawling under the other tables. I realized most of the gunshots had reduced and when I peeped above the tables, I saw Konan punching the air in joy as he made his way back to finish line.

Shit! Konan won.

My opponent began to come my way as he checked behind each table and I quickly focused on arranging the rest of my weapon. My hands were sweaty and sticky with sand but I didn't let it deter me. Three tables away, I finallyExclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

got my gun arranged and was about to put in bullets when I noticed something.

On the rear of the gun, was a symbol - A wolf with a missing paw.

Watching my opponent get closer, I quietly crawled to the end of the other tables.

Now the gunshot sounds had reduced drastically meaning most of my contenders had won and were on the other side. Some still hid behind their tables shooting rounds and I had to apologize as I climbed on one person to the other side. Getting to the far end, I stared at the symbol and remembered what the announcer said.

'Contenders are to show true Elite spirit by taking down their opponent without causing serious injury. Be on alert when arranging your weapons, and pay attention to clues.'

"Pay attention to clues." I whispered, just as the last person shot their contender and ran to the finish line. Now it was just me and I had a few seconds before my opponent found me.

"It's too easy." I whispered to myself. Shouldn't this test be harder than usual?

I looked at the symbol again and remembered what Miro said about such when he taught us in class. A wolf without a paw symbolized 'strength through restraint' and if we were to take down our opponent without injury then the true weapons test wasn't the arrangement or My opponent reached me and the moment he leaned over and saw me under the desk, he ripped it off but before he could point his gun at me, I gathered all my strength and ran into his waist area, grabbing his legs from the ground and slamming his back on the ground. In an instant, I was sitting on top of him, wrestling for the gun and letting my wolf take over as his strength began to prevail. do when someone is too big for you to take down or too strong? Memories of my training with Theon came

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'Find his or her weak spot.

'And if you can't find that?' 'Create one'

With that said, I curled my hand into a fist, and punched his rib cage with all my might. My opponent let out a groan and I used that moment to manuever the gun out of his hand and flung it away. Something about his voice and his eyes felt familiar and without thinking, I ya Shock hit me like a punch to the head when I realized who I was fighting.

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