Chapter 0412

"Why didn't you use a closed fist, Isolde?" One of my warriors questions me.

I glance at them, noticing their curious expressions. "You saw the force behind that strike?"

They nod in unison.

"A full punch would have shattered his ribs and killed him instantly." Their eyes widen as the realization sinks in. We move toward Victor's match, where several Alphas overhear our conversation. Their faces pale when they realize they'll be facing a Guardian in the next round.

Victor has his opponent pinned, expertly applying pressure just shy of dislocating the Alpha's shoulder until he taps out. We cheer before checking on the others. By the time we arrive, they've already finished their matches. We wait for the second round to begin.

My next opponent is an elder by Alpha standards. He approaches me before we enter the ring. "Guardian. I'm Alpha Alistair. It's an honor."

I recognize him—his pack respects him without fear. "Alpha Alistair, I'm Isolde. The pleasure is mine."

He chuckles warmly. "I don't expect to win today, but sparring with a Guardian will be the highlight of my life." His eyes gleam like a child on Christmas morning.

I can't help but smile. "Do you have a son, Alpha?"

"A daughter, actually. She hasn't found her mate yet, so I can't pass the pack to her. She didn't come—she's no warrior." His tone holds no disappointment, only acceptance.

I decide to make this memorable for him. We exchange blows, dancing around the ring. I point out gaps in his defense, and he adjusts instantly. He even offers me tips in return.

We're mid-spar when Victor's voice cuts through. "Isolde? This is a tournament, not a training session."

Alpha Alistair sighs dramatically. "Our time's up, then." He taps the ground with a grin. I help him up, and we exit together.

"That was exhilarating," he admits, ignoring Victor's frown.

"Alpha Alistair, meet my mate, Victor Blackwood. We lead Sanctuary Pack."

"Oh, everyone knows who you are by now." He shakes Victor's hand. "But it's good to finally meet you, Alpha."

I turn back to him. "We're hosting a mate gathering soon—Nightshade, Blackthorn, and our pack will all attend. Your daughter and any unmated wolves are welcome. Our territory's still expanding, but it's a chance for her to find her mate."

His eyes light up. "And if rumors are true, you'll be merging with another pack then? Even better odds."

I lean in conspiratorially. "You should come too, Alpha. Might get another shot at sparring with a Guardian." His delighted shudder makes me laugh.