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Noelle POV
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I got some wolves working on cleaning the house, others had Rosalie taken to the doctor, and that left me with the muscle Blake has brought over to protect the pack, I could kick them all out, I could give them a chance, and I could start yelling over the trouble I have gotten myself into, I didn’t even know how to be an alpha and here I am, one.
“So the ones that Blake brought,” I ask Ezra, he’s staying here to help me, so I’m asking him for his opinion and help.
“You can keep them or kick them out,” he says and it’s the same thought I already have.
“Okay, let’s deal with them,” I say, asking him to come along with me.
“Noelle, when they ask, tell them I’m your Beta, or Delta, tell them I’m your right hand, anything, don’t tell them you’re still part of he peacekeepers, they need to respect you and they won’t do so if they think you aren’t theirs completely,” he says and I just nod, I could understand that and I’ll be doing exactly what he’s saying.
“Okay, let’s go,” I say to Ezra and lead the way toward them, they should be running patrol still, or somewhere, I don’t know, but I’m about to call them.
“Hey, you get all the patrol over here, call them, message them, howl for them, I don’t care I want them here,” I say in a firm voice, talking to one of them.
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“You got the ordering around part,” Ezra says with a slight smile, before going back to his serious face as soon as they got here.
I counted ten wolves right away, ten dominant wolves who are essential for this pack, we don’t have any left, we can shape these into what I want, it’ll be great along with Brooklyn’s help, we can make this into an actual pack.
“Blake is dead,” I say coldly, bluntly, without a second thought.
“You had no right,” one of them say.
“Why not? I’m the daughter of Ronan Vile, my mother was a part of this pack, I had every right to challenge him and it’s not my fault he’s a weak bitch,” I say in a cold voice.
“You challenged him,” the same guy repeats.
“I did, and I won,” I remind him.
“I challenge you alpha,” he says, and he had every right to do so, he’s part of this pack, and I’m the new alpha, I can’t expect everyone to just fall down on their back and show me their belly as sing of submission.
“Noelle,” Ezra says, taking a step forward, ready to fight my fights for me, but it doesn’t work this way, I’m the boss, I’m the one who should do my job.
“Nope, my fight,” I say, going back front, telling the guy to bring it.
“You got people to do your fights for you,” the guy who was challenging me asks./
“He’s my right hand, but I’m the one who fight my own fights,” I say, I
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took a step forward as did he, I shifted into my wolf form and so did he, now it’s a fight just between the two of us, if his friends dare to get in the middle Ezra would get them.
We circled each other at first, checking each other, calculating each other’s strength and weakness, it only took a couple of minutes before it all went down. He lunged first, too confident of himself, but I met him head–on our bodies slamming against each other. The impact rattled my bones, but I held my ground, jaws locked, eyes on him at all time, moving quickly, he was swift on his feet, but so was I.
A paw struck my ribs, hard enough to steal my breath, and I staggered back, claws scoring the ground. He charged again but I saw him coming and I attacked back, my body slamming into his, making him hit the earth with a thud.
Before he could rise, I was on him, claws pinned him down, teeth set across his throat in a clear threat of submit or die, it took him a minute, he was trying to get back up, but when he couldn’t move he gave up, his whole body went still, and his head was bowed, I didn’t need to kill him, I wasn’t ruthless like the others who came before me.
I stood, chest heaving, body shaking with adrenaline, the air thick with the scent of victory, I looked at his friends and they all bowed their heads to me, he was their leader and I took him down.
“Either stay and obey, or get the hell out of here,” I gave them the chance to leave, I don’t need them to stay if they don’t plan on obeying
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