CHAPTER 240 The Power of Submission

　　SOUNDTRACK: “Born to Die” by Euphoria and Bolshiee

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　　~ RIG ~

　　I was bleeding from a dozen places, my chest heaving, my fur wet with blood and my father’s saliva. But I was fighting and I wasn’t giving up.

　　My father was strong. So much stronger than even I had imagined. And smart.

　　After the fourth time he fled to reposition, I realized what he was doing—trying to wear me out—and I stopped sprinting after him. But any breather I took, only gave him a chance to catch his breath too. And so we clashed, and snapped, twisted, and wrestled.

　　We snarled and yelped, growled and rolled.

　　His body, older than mine, but bigger too, didn’t seem to flag, and I wondered if, like me, he was hiding his weakness, or if he really was fitter than me.

　　It seemed so unlikely, and yet… He’d remained unchallenged Alpha King for a reason.