Alpha Maria

"I might not be able to see, but that doesn't mean I can't smell you." The father announced.

"You can't smell me, but I can smell fear coming off you in waves. Care to forfeit?" Maria asked.

"You wish!" The father screamed and lunged.

Maria moved away from him so gently it looked like she was floating. Her footsteps were so light, I was sure the man had no idea where she was. He swung his arms wildly around the arena searching for her, and she was able to move away from every swing. She was waiting to hear the sounds of him thrashing, listening to her opponent. He was walking into her trap.

Maria caught the last punch he threw in her small hand and squeezed hard enough so a crack echoed throughout the gym. The father cried out and used his pain and rage to try to swing at her again. She turned her back to him and swung her back leg up to kick him directly in his chest. I'd never seen a wolf fight before tonight, and I wasn't expecting to hear anything like this.

The sounds of the contact alone were as loud as gunshots, and the cracking of bone was revolting. I heard ribs crack under Maria's foot and the father collapsed to the ground. Maria moved to offer him her hand, to raise him to his feet. He grabbed her arm and used his feet to try and lift her into the air to throw her. He tossed her behind him, and she landed on her feet as if she knew exactly where it was.

He held his ribs in his hand, and with great effort, pushed himself to his feet. He moved his head around as if he was looking for Maria, but he wasn't going to find her. I checked on Jason, who watched his father get beaten to a pulp without showing any emotion. I felt bad for the kid, he seemed like he wanted nothing to do with the man.

The man had seemed to spot Maria and he ran to her with his claws out in front of him, hoping to ruin her delicate skin. Maria waited until he was inches from her to squat down and attach her own claws to the stomach of the man and his leg. She lifted him above her head effortlessly and held him there. He seemed to sink onto her claws and his blood trailed down Maria's forearms.

She dropped him back to the ground and placed a knee on the man's throat. She took off her blindfold and demanded he gave up. He tried to scream never, but her knee prevented him from being able to get anything out. She released him and stood up, walking away from his body. The man couldn't stand up with the number of injuries he had.

Maria exited the ring to give me a death glare. I returned the gesture with a confused look and Maria pointed at the small boy as she stalked over to me. She reached us and I took a few steps away from her. She rolled her eyes and gave Jason a once over before getting onto her knees. She lowered her head and looked at her blood covered hands.

"You weren't supposed to see any of that," Maria said remorsefully.

"It's okay alpha Maria," Jason said sweetly.

Maria lifted her head to meet Jason's eyes, and he quickly wrapped his arms around her neck. She hugged the small boy in return and allowed him to pull away first. He beamed down at her, and she attempted to smile back at him. He looked up to see his father moving towards them. He cowered behind Maria, and she stood in a defensive position in front of him.

"We're going home." The man announced.

"You're going home." Maria corrected.

"Jason, let's go." The man commanded while looking around Maria's body.

"He's not going anywhere with you," Maria announced.

"Like hell." The man said angrily.

"He will be taken into my care," Maria said.