Shifted Fate (Amy) novel Chapter 470

Brandon took off towards me. I planted my feet as he ran towards me. I think the fact I didn’t move confused him because the idiot swerved around me as he came close. His voice rang out through the circle, loud enough for everyone gathered to here. He was making this into a circus instead of the battle it was supposed to be. “Move. Fight. Do something instead of standing there. Put up a tiny bot of a fight before I show everyone here who the real alpha is.” He was taunting me, hoping for a reaction, but I just stayed still. He scoffed again. “Next time I won’t miss.”

I shook my hands out and allowed my fangs to descend. My eyes flashed to their golden hue, and the crowd all creeped in a step closer. I closed my eyes to focus my ears on his steps. I listened as he circled me closer and closer, trying to intimidate me. “Are we playing? Or are we fighting?” I called out. His snarled came from my side, and then he charged. Someone in the crowd let out a yelp, but I shifted at the last second. My hand shot out and I landed a punch on his ribs, snapping one of them and sending him flying back the way he came. “That’s one.”

He wheezed as he stood. He chuckled. “Okay.” He shook out his fur. “I’m not going to hold back any longer.” He snarled a little. “Do you think you can make a fool out of me by standing there?”

I swiveled to face him. “Brandon, I think it is pretty apparent I don’t have to do anything to make you look like a fool. Everyone here can see you do it all on your own.” He charged again, this time sliding towards my ankle, but I sidestepped and booted him in his face, breaking his cheekbone. “That’s two.” I wiggled two fingers in the air, earning another snarl.

He stood, shaking his head to clear it. Blood flew from his lip. I must have cut the inside of his cheek with I kicked him. I smirked at the thought. “You are a stupid bitch.” He snarled.

I just looked at Vince, who inched his way closer to the center. I raised an eyebrow, but he just shook his head at me. “Stop playing with him.” His whisper was low enough I barely caught it, but I nodded once.

“Fine.” I turned back to Brandon, who was glaring at me.

He circled me, but this time I circled with him. “You are trying to make me look weak.” His voice was low, but it carried.

“You do that yourself.” I bounced on my feet. “But don’t worry.” He stiffened a little. “What I’m about to do to do to you, no one here could stand up to it.”

He laughed, but I had better things to do than to stay here and waste time with him. I needed to go home, save kids, pack a few things and smuggle two families and information out of here. Brandon’s brain caught up to what I said, and he stilled. “What?” But that was all he could get out before I charged. His eyes widened as I disappeared across from him and reappeared next to him, slamming my fist into his eye. I felt the bone give way. The crack of the orbital socket echoed through the air.

Instead of pulling, or stopping like I had the last few times I kept attacking. Fists flying, I landed another few shots on his ribs, and felt another give beneath me. The sound of his lung filling with blood reached everyone’s ears.