All Chapters of The Rise Of The Last White Wolf: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Traci’s POV After a long argument, followed by several more arguments that absolutely should have been unnecessary, I finally got my way. Now I was standing ringside watching a guy who looked like a strong breeze could knock him over absolutely demolish a man built like an angry rhino. “Size doesn’t mean anything.” Aurora’s voice carried a smug satisfaction that immediately made me suspicious. I rolled my eyes. By the tone alone, she definitely wasn’t talking about the two fighters currently beating the hell out of each other. The crowd roared as the smaller fighter ducked beneath a wild swing and planted his fist straight into the larger man’s throat. The giant stumbled backward, lost his footing, and crashed into the mat hard enough to shake the ring. The arena erupted. Cheers. Boos. Shouting. It came from all directions. “Are you sure you’re alright to fight?” Corbin’s voice came from beside me. I didn’t even bother looking at him. I simply nodded. That had to be the hundr

Zayden’s POV I looked over at Roman. “You both stay with Traci. Use the hidden tunnels and get her and the others upstairs.” He nodded once in acknowledgment. Traci’s head snapped toward me so fast I almost laughed. “Nope. No way. I can help.” One hand landed firmly on her hip while she shifted her weight onto one leg. The stance alone told me exactly how this conversation was going to go. Unfortunately for her, we didn’t have time for it. I shook my head. “We’re not doing this right now.” I opened my mouth to continue, but Raiden beat me to it. He stepped closer and gently placed a hand against her cheek, turning her face toward him. The immediate softness in his expression caught me off guard. It was the same look he always got whenever she was involved. “We don’t doubt your skills.” The stubbornness in her eyes didn’t disappear. Not even a little. “In fact,” Raiden continued, “out of everyone out there, you could probably kick most of their asses.” A small smile immediatel

Traci’s POV Roman and Ronan rushed us upstairs through the hidden tunnels built deep within the palace walls. The narrow passage twisted and turned. It was lit only by dim lights spaced along the stone corridor. The entire time we walked, I couldn’t focus on anything around me because my thoughts remained downstairs with Raiden and Zayden. They were fighting. They were facing whoever had orchestrated this attack, and I was doing absolutely nothing. Every instinct inside me screamed that I should be beside them. I should be fighting at their backs. I should be helping protect them the same way they were always trying to protect me. Instead, I was being escorted to safety, and I hated every second of it. By the time we reached the King’s quarters, my frustration had reached dangerous levels. Corbin must have noticed because he walked over and rested a hand gently against my arm. I turned toward him and whispered that they needed me. His expression softened immediately, but there w

Zayden’s POV The room slowly started to clear out. I think most of them left because Traci threatened them. Not directly. Well, maybe a little directly. She had planted herself beside my bed and informed everyone that I needed rest. Apparently, arguing with her wasn’t an option because one by one they all filed out of the room until only a handful remained. Not that I could blame her. I still felt like absolute shit. Better than I had when I first opened my eyes, but that wasn’t exactly setting a high standard considering I had technically been dead. Onyx let out a low huff. “Technically? She literally brought us back from death.” The admiration in his voice was impossible to miss. I looked down at the top of Traci’s head resting against my chest and smiled. “Yeah, buddy. That she did.” The silver glow that had surrounded both of us earlier had finally faded, but every now and then I could still see faint traces of it dancing across her skin whenever the light caught her just righ

Ralph’s POV I paced back and forth across the room, my boots striking the wooden floor with enough force that the sound echoed off the walls. My mind refused to settle. Every time I thought I had a handle on the situation, another problem appeared. We had planned everything perfectly. The triplets were supposed to make sure Traci noticed them. They were supposed to be visible enough to catch her attention but not obvious enough to raise suspicion. The plan had been simple. Traci would see them, wander over herself to investigate, and we’d grab her before anyone realized what was happening. Instead, everything had gone to hell. The kings had her escorted out of the arena. Not only her, but everyone around her. Then those damn Alpha Kings showed up themselves. I hadn’t planned for that. I had warriors in place. I had weapons ready. I had exits mapped out. But none of that mattered once the entire situation exploded into a battle. There wasn’t supposed to be gunfire. There wasn’t su