Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

Back then when he was busy preparing for the war, he did not manage to pay attention to Annalynne. Now that he was standing to the side and not fighting himself, his heart was filled with immeasurable trepidation for his sister.

Surprisingly, Annalynne was not bad at all. Despite being the weaker gender, she was able to fight on par with her male opponents by employing different tactics.

Most male alphas counted on knocking out their opponents in a single blow.

It was not something that Annalynne could do. Her blows did not have the same powerful impact, so she took more than just one attack to bring her opponents to their knees. Every blow was landed carefully with utmost precision. Step by step, she worked to gradually incapacitate her opponents.

Lucien cheered the loudest when Annalynne won her matches, but he was also the one who cowered the most in his seat whenever Annalynne took a hit.

“Oh Goddess, I can’t watch this at all,” Lucien murmured under his breath when Annalynne came face-to-face with a burly man that was around twice her weight.

Kendra could barely stifle her laughter.

“Open your eyes and watch. You should be rooting for your sister.”

.....

“I am,” Lucien said while pulling a grimace. “I just don’t want her to be smashed into pulp.”

Kendra shook her head at Lucien’s dark words. “Silly Lucien. We might be competing against each other, but we still keep in mind that we belong to the same pack. No one will hurt her for real.”

“I do hope so,” Lucien said while pulling a grimace.

If this burly man dared to hurt his darling sister, he did not know what he would do.

It turned out that Lucien’s worries were for nothing. After dodging hits like a pro, Annalynne smacked the burly alpha at the back hard and then kicked the back of his knees.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The watching crowd instantly cringed.

The poor alpha buckled and fell outside of the arena with a loud thump.

“...”

“...”

Lucien rubbed the side of his head.

“I guess we don’t need to worry about Anna. If it were me, I would be worried about her opponents instead,” Kendra joked. “She is doing great.”

After watching Annalynne kick-ass left and right, Lucien had to agree. He did not know when Annalynne learned to fight. Was she that good during the war? Or did she continue training after the war?

Either way, Lucien was glad to see a side of his sister that he was not aware of. Annalynne’s talk about wanting to become an Alpha did carry some weight. It was not just a fleeting wish of a little girl that Lucien kept seeing in Annalynne.

The matches ended one by one, some of them took longer than the others. By noon, only 5 alphas were left — four men and one woman. The one woman was of course Annalynne.

Numbers for the next two matches were drawn, and Annalynne’s number was not selected. The other four men thus got to fight each other while she watched from the side.

“Anna.”

The woman was startled when she saw her brother cross the lawn and approach her.

“Lulu.”

“Good job,” Lucien praised her. “You have worked hard.”

Annalynne grinned. “I did not bring shame to the Clearwater family name, did I?”

Lucien shook his head and smiled.

“Silly girl. How can you ever bring shame to the family name? You will forever and always be the precious princess of the Clearwater family.”

Together, they directed their eyes toward the arena.

The four remaining alphas were all quite resilient and skilled.

The two matches did not end quickly. Every each of them was trying their best to excel not only physically but also strategically.

By the time they were done, only three people including Annalynne were left.

Two more numbers were drawn for the next match.

Annalynne’s number was again not drawn, so the remaining two male alphas got to fight each other. The winner would then fight with Annalynne in the final round.

“I got lucky,” Annalynne heaved a sigh.

“I have two fights less than my next opponent. Will they think that I win unfairly?”

“Not at all,” Lucien said. “Luck is part of the equation. Similarly, they are not going to let you get away with it if your number was drawn again and again.”

“True.”

After fighting for almost an hour, one of the alpha werewolves was too exhausted to continue. He thus declared his defeat, and his opponent emerged as the victor.

It was Lowell, the lead warrior who won the first hunting game during the war preparation training week.

At this point, Lowell had gained a sizeable fanbase. A lot of she-wolves were shouting their encouraging words from the sides.

“LOWELL!!!! AAHHHHHHH YOU ARE SO COOL!!!”

“LOWELLLLLLLL MY FUTURE ALPHA! THERE IS NO ONE MORE DESERVING OF THE ALPHA POSITION!!!!”

“LOWELL!!!! MY HEART IS YOURS, AND EVERYTHING ELSE AS WELL!!!”

Both Lucien and Annalynne furrowed their brows after hearing the screeching she-wolves’ calls.

“If he becomes the next Alpha, another competition will take place,” Desmond declared as he stepped closer to Lucien and Annalynne.

“What competition?” Annalynne asked.

“The competition to pick the next Luna of course,” Desmond answered with a chuckle.

“Way to destroy the fan group,” Annalynne scoffed.

Lucien put an arm around Annalynne and kissed her on the forehead.

“Good luck, Anna. Do your best.”

Annalynne nodded.

At the arena, Lowell was already waiting for her.

Acatha handed both Lowell and Annalynne two new bamboo canes. Both of them had broken enough canes during their previous fights.

“START!” Acatha shouted to start the last match.

The crowd did not even dare to blink let alone breathe too loudly. This was it! They were finally going to crown a new alpha!

It was not until ten minutes later that the crowd realized that something was not quite right.