1-MOON SUPREME

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"OH, MY MOON GODDESS WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Why aren’t these flowers in their position? The festivities will start in less than twelve hours. LESS THAN TWELVE HOURS PEOPLE! So move your lazy asses and get to work. MOVE!" The booming sound of the former gamma female echoed throughout the palace walls as Eiona, the royal organizer, saw more than half of the moonflower bouquets still lying on the newly laid down red carpet with golden accents on the floor of the palace corridor. There were tapestries with royal emblem, some hung and some forgotten in the corner. All the omegas coward back under the scrutinizing gaze of the tiny she-wolf, who should have looked tinier in the large palace corridor but that wasn't the case.  The aura emitted by her was larger than the high mountains of Valor, hitting the low-ranking omega servants like a freight train running through the same mountains. Although in her late forties, Eiona was still a terrifying she-wolf walking around as if on a mission. Oh! She was on a mission, alright. Everyone was aware of where she was going, and they felt pity for that person. Even so, that person himself was intimidating but he was nowhere near this lady when whipping someone’s ass or managing any palace events. With as long as strides her small legs could take, she reached the closed doors at the end of the corridor in the palace's east wing. A loud bang, causing birds to fly away from the palace in fear, could be heard throughout as the doors to the indoor training center were thrown open. The massive golden doors opened to reveal a majestic indoor gym with white-colored walls accented with the same golden medieval design the entire palace is decorated with. Though it had an antique look to it, it was equipped with all the latest technologies, some built here in Valor and some brought from human cities. The place was used by all the palace residents, as a pre-workout area for warriors or in the case when weather was not suitable to use the outdoor training arena. Andrew was sitting in one corner of the gym, looking helpless as he stared at his friend working on a punching bag. Oh, that poor newly hung bag! It was about to give up due to the severe punches raining on it rendering it old within the span of three hours! My heart truly bleeds at its predicament. When the loud bang was heard, he knew exactly who had entered the room with such dramatic flair. There could only be one who could stand against the mighty warrior punching furiously on the punching bag.  Oh! Now, my dear friend, you would wish you had listened to me. Ha! He quickly went towards the gates to greet the lady. "Aunty Eiona, I am so glad to see you here. You kno...." Andrew was cut off mid-sentence as Aunt Eiona walked past him to his friend without glancing at him. Well, Andrew was fine as long as he could bear witness to his friend peeing himself in his pants after aunty was done with him. A sigh left his mouth. If only this dream could come true. Still, the spectacle in front of him was worth it. The night a wolf turns eighteen, was a special day for their kind all over the world. The wolf gets assigned his position in the pack, it is the age where the wolf finally matures enough to find his mate and in the case of Eros, he got the chance to prove to everyone he was worthy of his title due to his own strengths, not because of who his father was. As soon as he stepped into the training room, Eros knew sooner or later his aunt Eiona would barge in there demanding him to rest properly. That was the reason he was here in the training room since five in the morning to get some warm-up done for the big fight before he was thrown out of his own gym by his aunt. Although the thought of that tiny but fierce woman wasn’t enough to stop him from punching the bag, he was not in the mood of Aunt Eona chewing off his head. "EROS DEVEREUX VALOR, WHAT IN THE NAME OF MOON GODDESS ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE JUST BEFORE YOUR MOON FIGHT?" "As you can see Aunt Eiona, I am training." Eros said as calmly as he could. The former gamma female could be too much of a spitfire when it came to her family especially her best friend’s child aka him and he respected her for that. She was just like a mother to him. He cared about her feelings too much. "Don’t sass me, boy," she said pinching his ear. "You should be resting and building up your body strength. Today is a big day for you. You are going to be eighteen today!" she squealed. "I know aunty, no need to squeal. I was just warming up and stretching my body." "Yeah well, enough of that young man. Now you go rest up and eat a lot to have enough energy to last the whole night. Shoo, shoo, go, go, go," Eiona said while trying to push a sweaty Eros out of the room.  Eros sighed looking at his aunt without any expression. He was prepared for her tantrums to take care of him though he was a grown-ass wolf. So without any further conversation, he turned to go to his room.  "HAHAHAHAHA you are the only one who can control this over brooding beast aunty'" said the amused voice of the jerk Eros called his best friend. "Andrew. I don’t think we want a repeat of what happened yesterday. Now, do we?" Eros said turning towards Andrew.  Narrowing his eyes at him, Andrew thought about the fifty laps he had to run around the outdoor training field. He knew it would not be wise to push Eros' boundaries but it was clear Andrew can never learn. Especially right then in front of Aunt Eiona when Eros would not be able to retaliate. "Asshole," growled Andrew which caused Eros to growl louder to make him submit. The sudden alpha growl had Andrew tilt his head to show the neck as the sign of submission to his alpha. No one, not even Andrew was allowed to growl at Eros. "Boys," a stern voice cut them out of their trance and Eros looked at the tiny figure standing in between them. He always found it astonishing how this lady was not afraid to face two full-grown male werewolves.  "I believe I gave you a task to complete Andrew. So if you are here then I presume your work is done. Why don’t you show me if the stadium is ready for the festivities?" Eiona said in a sarcastic tone which caused Andrew to turn pale. "U...Ughh.huh, Aunty about that……." stammered Andrew.  Oh my moon goddess, please don't let me die today. For the sake of everything good, I HAVEN'T EVEN FOUND MY MATE! Eros knew his friend enough to know that right at the moment, he was praying to the moon goddess to save his ass.  Uggg...He will never learn. Eros was not sure why he even chose Andrew to be his beta when it was confirmed he could not even complete simple tasks given to him. Maybe it was because he was the only one not afraid to step up to Eros and keep up with his hard way of living.  As her work was done there, Eiona turned towards the door and Andrew followed after her but not before giving Eros stink eyes. Like Eros cared.  He scoffed and shifted towards the punching bag, hoping to get in another round before retiring to his room. "Eros" Shit. "Yes Aunty I am going, I am going, geez woman" he whispered the last part. "I heard that" Eros quickly threw his gloves and ran out the other door of the gym before aunty got another chance to scold him. It was going to be a long, very long day. The evening couldn't come fast as Eros made his way towards the modern colosseum of his kingdom, built just for the fights and tournaments to be held in. It was a massive stone structure, could host up to 5000 spectators, and was aptly called ' The Gladiator Bowl'. As soon as Eros entered the Bowl through one of the participants' entrances, he could hear the loud crowd. It seemed that the stadium was filled beyond its capacity and was decorated with large royal banners as well as the symbols of the packs from which today's participants belonged to. All the members of the Royal Blood Moon pack and other packs under the kingdom of Valor were there to witness the Moon Supreme Tournament, the most awaited of the Moon Warriors Annual Fight Tournament. The previous Moon Supreme was held when the late king Dimitry became crowned-prince. What a legendary fight it was. Those who remember it hoped to see a fight of that level again, if not more glorious. Others who were going to watch their first-ever supreme fight did not want to miss the fight between their future crowned prince and winners of the previous fights.  Eros scanned through the excited crowd, finally looking towards the high stage where the Regent would be addressing the pack. His attention was immediately captured by a tiny, hyper, and gleaming child who was waving enthusiastically towards him. The little thirteen-year-old girl was sitting beside aunt Eiona on the reserved balcony just on the right of the high stage. Wearing a beautiful white dress, she appeared to be the angel she was. Eros' little angel, his little sister Angelica.  Looking at her so happy, excited, and carefree brought a smile on Eros' face in the form of a small upward twitch of his lips. Anybody looking at him up close wouldn't have been able to catch that subtle, barely-there smile or even may have mistaken it to be a twitch of annoyance. After all, who would believe that the young prince of Valor can smile? Nobody apart from his angel. Her smile grew big as she knew her older brother had seen her and was smiling despite all his efforts. She knew him inside out, just like he knew her. The commotion on the stage brought back his attention towards the stage where Regent Prince Abaddon of Valor was standing to address the crowd and officially start the one-day tournament. Eros had the utmost respect for the Regent, his uncle Abaddon. After losing his parents, Abaddon, his father's younger brother took him under his wings. He taught Eros everything related to being a king and especially a warrior.  "Welcome people of the Royal Blood Moon pack, welcome to the Moon Warriors Festival, " the entire stadium filled with screams as soon as Regent said those words. "The Moon Goddess has gifted our kingdom with the strongest and bravest warriors of all. So we celebrate Moon Warriors Festival with unparallel vigor to show our gratitude to her, to show how grateful we are. All the pack warriors and men above 18 who would like to become warriors compete with each other, show their strengths and give their tribute to our beloved goddess. The ultimate winner is titled the Moon Warrior of the year. BUT……."  A hush fell over as Regent’s voice boomed throughout the arena as Eros waited in dark shadows for all the theatrics to be over.  "But this year is special. Today is the birthday eve of my favorite, our favorite, my only nephew Prince Eros Valor and finally, FINALLY! it's time to get our MOON SUPREME! SO LET THE FIGHT BEGIN!!!" Loud howls were released towards the sky as wild animalistic energy enveloped all present in that majestic environment and ten brute warriors came out from one corner of the stadium. They all stood on the one side of the fighting ground, freshly prepared for today. They were standing in the order they won the previous fights. From the opposite side came out an equally large Eros. His stance was that of a predator, much larger for his age. Eros entered the fighting ring and beckoned the first fighter who had won two fights, the last fight ten years ago. Both the contenders gauged each other's stance to create their own strategies and see who's going to attack first.  The warrior was tense while Eros seemed calm. Too calm to irk the warrior and he decided to attack Eros first. Eros smirked at him and also started to run towards the warrior. Before the warrior could understand what was happening, Eros jumped over his head and kicked from behind. The warrior did not get enough time to compose himself before he was pinned down by Eros with his front on the ground, hands immobile under the prince's weight, and his neck in the hand of the alpha son. Eros was in such a position that he could easily snap the warrior's neck anytime he wanted. The warrior on the other hand was trying to release himself from Eros' hold but after ten seconds he submitted to the alpha. The entire 'Gladiator Bowl' was silent and in shock, only the panting of the warrior could be heard in this huge place. Everybody was still trying to accept that Eros won his first fight in a single blow without breaking a sweat. As soon as this sunk in, loud cheers were resonating through the stone walls surrounding them.  Eros knew these fights cannot be won with brute strength alone. Strategizing your moves to save energy and last longer was important. He knew the first five would be easier to overpower as they were old. He had the advantage of his agility but the last five were younger and superior, especially the final contender. He needed to save his strength for them, defeat them with one or two moves. And that is what he did. Soon the second warrior replaced the first warrior, lying on the ground with his legs in odd angles and neck in the hand of the mighty alpha Eros. Again deafening roars of the crowd could be heard. Though the warriors were now more alert after accessing Eros' previous moves, Eros had been training himself for this particular day for the past six years, particularly from the day when Regent Abaddon told him about Moon Supreme for the first time. He was twelve years old at the time. It was the first time he came to know exactly why his father was respected all over the werewolf world for his strategies. Just at the age of twenty, he became the youngest alpha to win the Moon Supreme title. Only in his third year of participating, King Dimitry was able to fight and win over all the ten contenders consecutively without any break. Previous alphas before him at least took five to six attempts and sometimes even more. That was the day when Eros decided he would make his father proud and break his own record. He started preparing for his own fight that day.  Now standing in front of him was Rupert, the leader of one of the battalions of the royal army and the second last person to fight with Eros. He was known for his cunning moves and keen observation in fights and battles. Eros has studied every warrior. As the future chief of the royal army, he wanted to know the ins and outs and strengths and weaknesses of his army. The warrior in front of him was one of the assets in the said army.   Both the warriors started to circle each other trying to gauge fault, a weakness to exploit. Rupert observed that Eros was putting more pressure on his right leg. He knew that his left leg was kicked in the previous fight but he did not know he was severely injured. Now that would become his weakness. A warrior should never make such a mistake of giving his opponent a clear target but alas Eros was merely a child. He was good, Rupert would give him that, still he had a lot to learn. Maybe I would give him some lessons myself for next year's fight. So Rupert launched himself towards the left of Eros. What Rupert failed to understand was that Eros was giving him a false opening. Eros quickly maneuvered on his left leg, shifted towards the right, and kicked Rupert in his stomach. Quickly recovering from the blow and shock, Rupert blocked the next kick and punched Eros in his guts. The match continued with both dominating each other equally. It seemed that the match could not end when Rupert underestimated Eros' endurance.  After fighting eight matches, Rupert knew Eros would be exhausted. To exhaust him more, Rupert had dragged the match. Feeling it to be the right time, he went straight for Eros' neck. Eros on the other hand knew what Rupert was trying to do and was ready for his slip up. A long time ago Eros had learned to control the amount of strength his body exerted and right now he was fighting with half his strength. So, as soon as he saw Rupert going for his neck, he ducked down and got hold of Rupert's waist. Using Rupert's own body momentum, he tossed him in a backward direction with a strong thrust and pinned him down in a powerful headlock.  And at last, the second last warrior also submitted to Prince Eros of Valor, causing everybody to cheer gleefully for him.  But everyone was still on edge as the tournament was yet to be finished. The finale of the Moon Supreme Tournament, the final battle was yet to be fought. The excitement level was high but there was also an underlying tension somewhere. There were only two warriors left standing in the center of the arena. Eros had only one fight left. The fight that will be the most fearsome of them all, the most challenging of them all. Because the contender standing in front of him is the one who made what Eros was today. Standing in front of him was Regent Prince Abaddon himself.  
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