The combat took place in a natural amphitheater deep in the Shadow Creek territory, with representatives from both packs gathered to witness the ancient ritual. The moon was full and bright, casting silver light over the assembled crowd and the two men who would fight for the right to claim Skye as their mate.
Ethan had shifted into his bear form, a massive grizzly with dark brown fur and small, angry eyes. He was larger than Kane in human form, and his bear was correspondingly impressive, built for power and raw strength. But Kane's bear was something else entirely—a creature of legend, with golden fur that seemed to glow in the moonlight and amber eyes that held the wisdom of ages. He was built for speed and intelligence rather than brute force, but there was something about him that spoke of power beyond the merely physical.
The two bears circled each other warily, looking for weakness, for an opening. Ethan struck first, using his superior weight to try to overwhelm Kane with sheer force. But Kane was too quick, too clever, dancing away from the attack and using his opponent's momentum against him.
The battle was brutal and swift. Ethan fought with the desperation of a man who had nothing left to lose, but Kane fought with the focused intensity of a protector defending his mate. In the end, it was no contest. Kane's superior skill and experience, combined with his absolute determination to protect Skye, proved too much for Ethan's desperate fury.
The killing blow came quickly, almost mercifully. Kane's powerful jaws closed around Ethan's throat, and the younger bear's struggles ceased. When it was over, Kane shifted back to human form, his amber eyes immediately seeking Skye in the crowd.
She ran to him, not caring about the blood on his hands or the savage beauty of what he had just done. He was alive, he was safe, and they were finally, truly free to be together.
"It's over," Kane said softly, gathering her into his arms. "You're safe now, little mate. No one will ever hurt you again."