Sold To An Alpha

"Finally, you have decided to challenge me, your father!" Lekhman grinned cruelly, and before anyone could predict what would happen next, his legs moved and he appeared before Adrik in the blink of an eye, swinging his claws and aiming for his face.

Adrik swiftly bent back, dodging his claws and sending a brutal kick to his stomach.

Lekhman staggered back and took off the moment he did, jumping up into midair and striving for Adrik, who was yet to hold his balance. 

Adrik's eyes narrowed viciously and he let himself fall flat on the floor on his back, then rolled to one side, avoiding Lekhman's claw, which could have sunk into his skin. He instantly jumped up to his feet, and his face darkened deeply. "This is what you really want?" He asked, with unfriendliness in his tone. 

Lekhman stood on his feet too and turned around to face him. His violet eyes dimmed deeply, and his body trembled in a deep rage. A slow smirk formed on his lips and he turned to glance at the prime ministers, who had deep fears evident in their eyes. They all swallowed as his gaze landed on them and deep breaths escaped their noses.

"You claim to be the Supreme Alpha, no? Today, I want you to prove if you're really worthy or just depending on a prophecy. " Lekhman grinned maliciously, and Adrik's eyes dwindled dangerously. He glanced around him to see the eyes of his people on him, and a low breath left his nose. "Fine, if that's what you really want." He shrugged as he said and took a batting stance. 

Lekhman nodded in satisfaction and turned to glance at Ileus. As though Ileus knew why he glanced at him, he hurriedly nodded and grabbed two unique swords that had their big blades carved in a very different style.

The sharp edge of the swords glistened under the luminous lights of the chandelier, and a deadly smile formed on Lekhman's lips. "You know, I always battle with this, so I hope you don't mind."

Adrik's face darkened instantly, and his breathing became unsteady.

Without giving any warnings or anything, Lekhman surged off towards his Adrik, swinging his swords to rip him apart, however, Adrik managed to avoid it, but it still managed to cut his side belly slightly.

His eyes fluttered, and he glanced to the side of his belly to see drops of blood sipping out and tainting his white clothing. Deep rage ensued in his eyes, and his hands trembled violently as they balled into tight fists. His eyes dimmed to a deep red and what seemed like fire burned within them. 

Lekhman smirked at him and chuckled mockingly. "Prove yourself, son!! Show me how strong you are, to deserve that tit-"

He was yet to find his words when Adrik materialized in front of him in a second, and grabbed him by the throat, flinging him away in anger and causing him to crash heavily into the wall.

Not letting him even stand up on his feet, he rushed off to him and brutally kicked him back into the wall, shattering the wall into smithereens and causing him to fall out onto the open ground.

Adrik punched the wall, breaking it completely, and surged past it to arrive before his father, who was on the floor with cuts all over his face and his swords lying beside him. 

He breathed heavily, and in his mind at that moment, he wouldn't spare his father. Without thinking twice, he whisked off, appearing before his father and grabbing him by the throat, throwing him up into the air and sending a deadly kick to his stomach before he could land on the floor. Lekhman fell heavily to the concrete ground and couldn't resist spurting out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his head to glance at Adrik, who was gazing at him with deadliness in his eyes, and mocking laughter exited his mouth. He grabbed his sword and stood up on his feet, with the help of it. 

He breathed heavily and glanced at the surrounding ministers who were staring at them. His face turned ashen as he felt disgraced and deep hatred arose in his heart. "It's either you or me today!!!" With that being clamored, he surged off, aiming for Adrik's throat with his sword pointing forward.

Adrik's eyes narrowed cruelly, and without a second thought, he grabbed the edge of the sword, stopping it from penetrating his throat, then gazed into the deep violet eyes of his father.

A deep growl erupted from his throat as he felt blood dripping from his palm, and with a bit of yell, he let go of the sword and swiftly bent back, dodging the sword from penetrating through his neck. He then kicked it with his leg, causing the sword to fly out of Lekhman's hands and fall to the floor. 

Lekhman's eyes fluttered and he moved to grab his sword. However, Adrik trapped his feet in-between his legs and turned, causing Lekhman to fall off balance and plunge to the ground. 

Adrik hurriedly got up on his feet and moved towards him, then grabbed him by the collar of his robe and stared deeply into his eyes. "This is what you wanted, right?" Not even giving him a chance to answer, he flung Lekhman up into the air with great force and got ready to send traumatizing punches to his face before he landed on the ground. However, from out of nowhere, a silhouette emerged and stormed into mid-air with great force, grabbing Lekhman before Adrik could send those ferocious punches to him, and fell to the floor.

Adrik's eyes narrowed in rage, and he turned to see who it was, only for his gaze to fall on Ileus who knelt on the floor, holding their father in his arms. Lekhman coughed hard and spurted a mouthful of blood. 

Ileus' face blackened in rage, and he dropped their father on the ground and rushed off to Adrik, grabbing him by the throat.. However, at the same time, he grabbed Adrik by the throat, Adrik also did the same, and they stood with their eyes gazing at each other and claws penetrating each other's throats.