And the Wolves Will Howl at the Bloodmoon (The BloodMoon Trilogy #3)

PROLOGUE

brAYDEN

There has never been a time I wanted to be in my best friend's shoes. I have always been happy to be his trainer; at the end of the day, it was my idea. But after hearing the words that were snarked at Ren when he entered the ring. I really want to switch places. This smirking piece of shit, who drugged, tried to rape, and marked my sister’s skin, thinks he has a claim on her, but he’s about to learn.

I watch and assess the Beta in the ring; he only seems to have defensive moves. Ren could easily take him down with a punch or a roundhouse. But instead, he’s playing with him, making it seem like ‘Alpha Nox’ has a shot at winning this.

I can’t hear what the shit stain is saying, and Goddess knows how Ren is keeping Pine under control.

Lennox starts to get frustrated and tries to go on the offensive, but its sloppy, ‘how the fuck did he win to get here?’, Ren is still playing, and deflects it easily, Ren switches to grappling rather than kicks and punches, as the clock ticks to forty-five minutes and he gets Lennox into an arm lock, pinning him to the mat, one sharp jolt and Ren will break Lennox’s arm, five minutes Lennox attempts to wiggle out of the hold, spewing shit about my sister, but eventually he taps out.

Ren wins.

I jump into the ring, but right before I get to Ren's side, Lennox goes to attack his back, claws partially shifted, Ren sensing something coming, does a bounce-house kick and knocks the fucker out.

Unfortunately, the human ref gets snicked by a claw.

Brilliant, I quickly look to Uncle Luc and signal that there may be a problem.

I join Ren as he’s handed the newcomer's belt, and on Ember’s recommendation, I talk to him, distracting him from the photos so he doesn’t tense up.

“Just look at Em, bro, ignore the cameras.” Em is bouncing up and down, cheering and yelling insults simultaneously like she did the whole match. I tried not to take my eyes off Lennox, but I had to make sure she was okay.

“Yeah, probably not a good idea. I don’t want to pop a boner,” he chuckles.

“Yuck, she’s my sister,” I reply, but yeah, it was not a good idea to get a boner while having photos taken that we had no control over.

We hop out of the ring, and I notice Miles sorting Ember's hair out.

“Lone Wolf” she yells as she hops the barrier, strides to Ren, hooks his neck with her hand and pulls him for a kiss, one hand on his hip, the other now resting on his heart, he has the belt hooked on his forearm while he palms her ass ‘come on dude, she’s my sister’ the other hand is cuffing her throat, I notice a smirking Creed adjust himself between shots then he clears his throat, Ren scowls at him and Ember glancing over her shoulder and smirks at him, Creed winks, Embers way of relaxing Ren and getting the shots they want I guess.

Ren turns and strides off. I then notice Ember’s smug look, but I just follow Ren with a shake of my head, ‘sisters’. Creed is on our heels, snapping a few more shots,

“Just to let you guys know, Smudge and Miles designed her top, the back has ‘Lone Wolfs Luna’ printed on it, she was staking her claim to all the thirsty bitches”. With that, he turns and heads back to the main room, Ren and I gawping at his back.