Chapter 102: The Rules: Part One

Not long after the kid noted Nyx's name on the board, she was led down some more stairs and away from the fight between two werewolves in wolf form. With her back turned, she listened to the roar of the crowd and the sounds of the wolves jaws snapping and claws ripping into flesh. The last she saw before her view was blocked by the corridor walls were the bets being made on the sidelines, and she shook her head. 

A smirk also pulled up her lips as she stared down the darkening and quietening corridor. Nyx knew many would bet against her and would lose their money. Maybe she should put her own money down; she'd win so much!

"There is also a thing as overconfidence, ya know," Isana snickered, but her wolf was also in the same mindset.

That didn't stop Nyx from replying confidently, "There's overconfidence, and then there is the truth. The only time I should be worried is if we are against an old vampire or Marcus."

"Here, you should line up at the bar," The adolescent kid nervously gestured towards a line of only men. They were all twice her size and scrutinised her with mocking smirks. A few even looked at her like she was nothing more than a speck of dust. 

Nyx refrained from rolling her eyes. She knew at least two of them used to be Alpha's, and she didn't want to waste her time getting into a fight with them. She wanted the fight to be over and done with so she could just get the information she needed, meet Marcus and head home before Gabriel noticed her absence. At the passing thought of the vampire, she felt her stomach tie into knots guiltily.

She mentally shook away the vampire from her thoughts, keeping him in the back of her mind so she could focus on the here and now. Her focus couldn't be split right now in a place like the Hub; there were so many rogues in one place, and from a few other mixed scents she picked up on, they weren't the only creatures here. 

Nyx sat down on the barstool at the far end of the bar, ignoring the stares of the men by her side and turned in her seat. Across from the bar was a large window that showed another arena. The crowd wasn't as big, and there didn't seem to be any broken glass or as much spilt blood on the ground. 

She watched as the current fight ended with one of the men held in an awkward and painful hold, he tapped out, and the whistle was blown. The other man released him and stood up. Nyx was surprised to see a referee, but it made sense if the arena was in better shape than the other one. 

"Blaze wins again!" The referee shouted, holding up the man's muscular arm. The crowd surrounding the arena above them banged on the wall below them, whistling and screaming his name. 

"Hey, newbie. You gotta drink up before you go out there."

Nyx turned her head to the tall she-wolf behind the bar and frowned at the double shot glass filled with clear liquid. "You jumped the queue, so drink up and get out there!"

Nyx eyed the drink and looked at the man coming towards her. "What's wrong, princess? You scared now?" He leaned forwards, and she could feel the wave of pheromones crashing into her. Oh, he was definitely an ex Alpha. 

"Actually, it looks like I'm gonna keep this crowd waiting. Because I need some answers first before going into that arena," Nyx replied and cocked a brow at the growl leaving his lips. "And are you sure you're not the one who is scared? You're next, right?"

Well, dude, you're not an Alpha anymore, and I can backchat you all I want.

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"You crazy little-"

"Next up is in five minutes!" The referee bellowed from the stage, pausing the overly agitated male.

"I didn't intentionally skip the queue, but you shouldn't expect me to just down a drink and jump in there without knowing the rules," Nyx continued and crossed her arms.

The man stepped towards her and slammed his fist onto the bar beside her, leaning into her personal space as he sneered, "There are no rules, princess."

Nyx smirked and stood up, meeting his challenge, daring him to get even closer to her even though she could feel the heat coming off his body, and she barely made it to his chest. "That's the worst thing you could have said to a girl like me," She whispered darkly and pushed her own pheromones out and readied her hand towards her knife. 

"There are rules!" The blonde-haired she-wolf behind the bar squeaked out. Nyx halted, grabbing her knife keeping her eyes on the man who was now so furious his body shook and vibrated. 

"Just go before her. Stop making a scene," Another male growled. "It's not fair on her, and you tried to send her in there without knowing the rules or drinking the wolfsbane."

"Don't interfere, Dwayne. Stop trying to get your dick wet. I can see a mile off this girl is nuts." But even as he said that, he backed away from Nyx. 

"Guess you see the light of another day."

The referee called out for him, and he started to walk towards the door. 

"Actually, it seems luck is on your side, Alpha Dean. Oops, it's just Dean now, right?" She mocked and covered her mouth. Dean growled and charged towards her, but the referee was back at the door, pulling him away. 

"You either fight in the arena, or you're out!" The referee exclaimed angrily. Dean shrugged him off and glared through the window towards her; she smirked and turned her back on him.

"Was that Alpha Dean of-"

"Yep," Nyx instantly replied to her wolf. It took her a little while to realise who he was, but she recognised him in the end. Dean was initially on her hit list at the Hellhounds, but they received information that he escaped the pack barely with his life after another Alpha overtook his position. Nyx only recognised him from the picture attached to the brief at the time; he was much younger then. Instead of killing him, she killed the other Alpha and the pack leaders. She couldn't remember the reasoning as she'd killed so many after them. 

"I think Dean was right.. You're a little crazy."

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