Saving Her From Herself

Chapter 4

*Theo POV*

"But why am I here?"

"Because I want you to oversee"

"Oversee what? Jason getting beat up?"

"He better not, he is our lead trainer, we need to make sure his skills are up to par"

I roll my eyes, well then why aren't you doing it alpha? Anyway that is pretty rich coming from our brave fearless alpha, that has no skills at all in the way of fighting.

"I am sure he will be fine"

"Now don't bother me, I have a date with Rhiannon tonight"

Yes, like dating that walking STD is important, you don't even have to buy her dinner she would just give it up if you looked her way. It seems like a waste of money to even bother with the dinner part of proceedings.

"Yes Alpha"

I hang up the phone. For what purpose am I escorting Jason here tonight, he is a big boy he can fight all by himself.

Stupid Alpha, if he thought a little less with his d**k and a little more about the pack I am sure we would be so much better off.

"Beta Theo?"

"Yes Jason, I am coming"

Baby sitting duty for me, kill me now. This is really where I expected my life to go. I sign him up to fight and sit down in the stands. I am the official representative of the pack, as per usual, I am sure everyone just thinks I am the Alpha by now.

These fight venues, are random locations at random times. It is fight for money, it attracts fighters from different packs, rogues anyone that wants to prove their strength. I have never been to one before so I must admit I am slightly excited. So I put my annoyance to the side and just try and enjoy it for what it is.

An announcement comes over the loud speaker.

"Exciting news tonight, fighter J has graced us with her presence, we are in for a real treat"

There is an excited roar through the crowd. The noise is so intense that I can't even make out particular conversations. I crane my neck but can't see anyone.

The fights start and they are slightly underwhelming, Jason wins his first fight quickly and proceeds through.

"Now, I hope you are all excited, it is who you have all been waiting for, fighter J"

I expect this massive behemoth of a man to get in the ring. I see a black blur run and jump gripping the rope and springing into the ring, landing as light as a feather on petite little white feet. Her body is wrapped in tight black clothing revealing seductive curves, a tiny waist and large breasts. Her small little hands nearly look like a child's hands, if it wasn't for her womanly figure I would think she was a child. Her head is wrapped up so tight to hide her identity, I would think she can't even breathe.

A single laugh rings out in the crowd.

"Little girl, you can fight with my d**k if you are looking for action"

Unearthly green eyes look around the crowd and focus on the speaker. She winks at him.

Her opponent jumps in the ring, he is at least double her weight and built like a tank.

"Come on little girl, don't get that pretty little figure all messed up, if it's money you want, I have it"

The same guy talks more nonsense.

The girl grabs the rope holds up her hand in a 'wait one second' gesture to the fighter opposite. She throws herself out of the ring with a beautiful cartwheel over the rope. Her feet move so fast I barely even see them. She is in front of the guy so quickly, he doesn't even have time to react she lifts her leg and kicks him straight in the chest. The room is so silent you can hear his sternum splinter. The man and his chair fly through the crowd and hits the back wall so hard that the wooden chair splinters against the impact. She blows a kiss at the broken man. I am so close to her I feel like I can reach out and touch her. 

Like she can feel my gaze, she looks straight into my eyes. I feel like she looks straight into my soul. She sees me. She turns and jumps back into the ring like nothing happened.

The crowd erupts, everyone is going insane.

My heart is beating at a million miles an hour, I think I am in love, is this the best girl in the entire world?

I listen to all the conversations around me. I want to know everything.

"I heard she randomly turns up to fights every 6 months or so, there is never any warning"

"I heard she is really young, she appeared 5 years ago, she was a little girl, she got so badly beaten she dragged her nearly destroyed body away"

"I heard that no one has ever seen her appearance, she even has a different eye color every time"

"I heard for the last 3 years no one can win against her"

"How ugly do you think her face is to hide like that?"

"Her body is so hot, she could keep her head wrapped and I would still give her some"

A laugh rings out.

"Give her some? She would rip off your d**k and shove it down your throat"

Laughter follows.

I study her again, her outfit really tells me nothing about her appearance.

"Fight"

I watch her leap into the air straight over the guys shoulders, wraps her legs around his neck, and twists her body.

Snap.

The big guy falls to the floor while she jumps clear, that was a 3 second fight literally. A non lethal neck snap. How can something so violent be so beautiful?

She is like a beautiful floating angel, her movements are so soft and light.

I have never seen a she wolf as powerful as her. I want her like I have never wanted anything in my life.

*Ella POV*

The guards look me over.

"J?"

I nod. One of them grabs my hand and shakes it excitedly, I am a bit worried that he going to rip it out of the socket.

“We weren't expecting you here tonight, it is going to be such a good night, I am so excited I haven’t got to see you fight yet"

I want to laugh. The other guard hits him on the back of the head.

"Compose yourself"

"J this way please"

I squeeze the excited ones cheek and wink at him as I walk past. His enthusiasm is cute.

When I first started this I was so scared, I was just a 15 year old kid that had no money, no backing, on the run for my life. I had no way to make money at all, I heard about these events, a lot of money fast, I took the chance.

Now 5 years later I walk in and feel a surge of adrenaline, that does not mean that I would be here if I had any other option.

I enjoy the thrill but I feel like it is just adding to my depravity.

I get ushered into the waiting room. I hear the announcements but pay them no mind, I hide in the corner keeping well away from the others. I just want to get money and leave, I don't want to know the opponent's at all, I don't want to see them as a person when I fight them, they are just an obstacle to money. An obstacle that I easily overcome

I meditate until my name is called.

After I enter the ring some little mouthy douche bag keeps heckling me.

I jump down and teach him a lesson in respect. I sense eyes on me. To tell the truth there are a lot of eyes on me but this gaze is different. I look over, piercing blue eyes seem to entrap my soul. He has the most handsome yet gentle face. I look away quickly before I lose myself. Even though I could literally just sit on the floor and just stare at him.

I jump back in the ring and focus back on the fight.

The blue eyes just staying on the back of my mind. I don't dare to look over there again, I don't dare to indulge in such a pretty face, I could lose myself forever.

Fight one done. I hide in the waiting room, I am scared now, I want this to be done. How can I concentrate when perfection is watching me. Watching me so intently at that.

Second, third and fourth fight I get over as fast as possible.

"J"

I walk back out. No one is in the crowd, everything is fine. I see my opponent is a large wolf, his body looks firm and fit. Agile lean muscles, I can tell he has actual skills.

I get into the ring and bow to him. He bows back.

I get into actual fight stance, if someone actually has skills I can't be so casual.

"Am I different?"

I nod.

"Good luck"

I nod.

He gets into fight stance. I crook a finger and he jumps at me, I roll my body at the last second to miss his attack but not early enough for him to correct, I am so close I feel the heat of his skin I am behind him. I raise my leg to kick down. His hand hits the ground using it to spring up kicking my leg back up. I use the momentum to back flip, out of his way. He attacks again I dodge gripping his shoulders and kneeing him in the back. He flicks me off him I fall to the the ground in a controlled manner. I sweep my leg at his feet kicking them from under him. He falls, I jump on him gripping his head.

"Good fight"

His eyes go wide as 'click'

I break his neck with perfect precision.

I get through the final fight without taking another glimpse at the blue eyed god.

I collect the cash and run.

I want to disappear quickly. I have never been this scared when the trackers have been breathing down my neck. I run like the wind, keeping to the shadows. I get to the forest, strip off and shift, I run so fast like I am running like I am running for my life. If I wasn't in wolf form it would feel exactly like I did 6 years ago when I escaped my pack, my home, my life. Leaving my dignity my hope and my innocence behind. I run until the break of dawn when I finally come to my senses. I double back and return to my clothing. Well where my clothing was, I curse and walk to the spot, a small pile of cash is sitting on the ground, I pick it up and count it, my 15,000 has turned into 500. I sniff the air, it is blue eyed god.

"Motherfvcker"

I curse and disappear again.

Getting back to my bag in the nude during daylight hours wasn't the best thing I have ever done, but I managed to somehow not get spotted.

I have hardly any money and my fight clothes are gone. Fighting is not an option either obviously he wants to draw me out again.

What does he want from me, a casual catch up? Does he have some sick conquering fetish?

Why am I so frightened of him, I don't know, his blue eyes gave me a sense of peace and a sense of salvation.

I am beyond salvation, I will rot in the pits of hell until I die and actually go to hell, which I assume will only be much the same as my life at the present.

I crouch down and cry holding my knees crying rocking back and fourth. I have not cried in 6 years since I lost my soul.

I thought my tears were gone forever. I disguise myself and get on a bus, I don't like to travel this way it is too easy too track.

I sit on the bus attracting a lot of attention with my frail and innocent appearance with tears rolling down my cheeks. Once the flood gate opened I can't seem to shut it. I hide myself further against the window hugging my bag.