RASMUS’S POV
Blood covered my knuckles as I landed another punch on my opponent's jaw. He stumbled backward, but I didn't give him a chance to recover. I charged at him and threw him to the ground.
"Get up!" I growled.
The anger inside me refused to settle. He struggled to get to his feet and attacked me again, but I blocked his punch and drove my fist into his stomach. He collapsed once more while I stood over him.
"Is that all you've got?" I asked him.
All he did was groan in pain. He couldn’t give me a response. Every one of them here would pay for killing so many of my men. Beta Kierra, the pack soldiers, and I had taken down the majority of them.
Another opponent stepped forward. He cracked his knuckles as he approached me. Sweat dripped down my face due to exhaustion, but now w
