The Human Girl Who Tamed Alpha King Chapter 153

ARIA

Lucas entered the room, commanding everyone's attention. He explained the rules in detail—stricter than those for the Alphas because every mate was precious to their Alpha.

"And now," Lucas said, gesturing to me, "Luna Aria has something to address."

I stepped forward, heart pounding. "As you all know, I used to be human. I was adopted and raised by a warrior in a werewolf pack. Now I have a wolf inside me. But my essence hasn't changed. Today, I'll fight with only the skills my adoptive father and brother taught me, and my own determination. Nothing more, nothing less."

Silence filled the room. Some Lunas looked relieved, others more confident. One even smirked, clearly thinking this would be an easy victory for her.

"If everyone understands the rules," Lucas continued, "I'll announce the start of the competition. May the Moon Goddess bless the brave."

With a respectful nod to me, Lucas left. The atmosphere grew tense. I sat in the corner, closing my eyes to center myself. Whispers reached my ears.

"A human Luna? How did that even happen?"

"I heard she defeated the Rogue King."

"That had to be the Alpha King's doing."

"Still, she's got guts to compete."

I kept my breathing steady, ignoring the comments. My hands wanted to shake, but I wouldn't let them. I'd faced worse than judgmental stares.

"Luna of Ancient Moon Shadow."

I opened my eyes to find a tall woman standing before me, her dark hair pulled back in a practical braid.

"I wanted to wish you luck," she said, extending her hand.

"Thank you." I stood, accepting her handshake. "Same to you."

"You know," she said quietly, "regardless of today's outcome, you standing here has already changed things. For all of us."

Her words hit deeper than expected. Before I could respond, Lucas's voice boomed through the speakers announcing the first match. Two Lunas straightened their shoulders and headed for the door.

My throat went dry. Gabriel's training techniques flashed through my mind. The countless hours spent perfecting each move, learning to fight alongside my adoptive family of werewolves. The bruises, the falls, the victories. Everything had led to this moment.

The first pair of competitors was called to the arena floor. The competition was about to begin.

I was the third fighter to step into the arena. The first two matches had been quick and exciting - filled with skilled moves and determined opponents. Now it was my turn.

Rebecca stood at the other end of the arena, her body relaxed but her gaze vigilant. She seemed different from the other Lunas, friendlier somehow, without that pitying look in her eyes.

Lucas walked between us, his voice echoing across the arena: "Next up, our Luna and Luna Rebecca from the White Claw Pack. Are you both ready?"

I nodded. Rebecca did too. No need for words.

"Begin."

Rebecca moved instantly, faster than I'd expected. She came straight at me, trying to grab my arm. I sidestepped, and she caught nothing but air. Gabriel's voice echoed in my mind: "Never be the first to strike."

I pushed her away quickly, creating distance. Rebecca narrowed her eyes and charged again. This time she managed to grab my arm. It hurt, but I didn't show it.

I grabbed her wrist and twisted slightly. Her grip loosened, but she didn't back down. I rotated her arm and kicked at her stomach, then released her. I didn't want to hurt her.

"You've got skill," Rebecca said through gritted teeth, "but it won't be enough."

She attacked again. I launched three consecutive kicks. She blocked the first two, but the third connected with her stomach. She went down, and the crowd erupted in surprised shouts.

Rebecca got up, determination fresh on her face. We continued fighting, trading blows. She was fast and strong, but I knew better how to use an opponent's force.

Ten minutes in, I grew tired of this display. Time to end it. I unleashed a series of kicks and punches, each one finding its target. Rebecca began to pant, her movements slowing.

Finally, I executed a spinning back kick that connected with her chest. She fell hard, not immediately getting up. The referee began the count. The audience held their breath. Rebecca was conscious but chose to stay down.

The bell rang. Over.

I sat beside Rebecca, offering my hand to help her up. "You okay?"

She smiled, accepting my help. "You held back, didn't you?"

"Yes. Hope I didn't hurt you."

"No, I yield. Nothing serious though." Rebecca straightened her disheveled clothes. "Honestly, I never expected to win against you, but I'm glad I got the chance."

Lucas and Dr. Maya ran toward us. Dr. Maya moved to check me first, but I gestured toward Rebecca.

"Her first," I insisted. "I'm fine."

Dr. Maya nodded and began examining Rebecca. When finished, she returned to check the bruises and small cuts on my arm.

"All superficial," she announced. "They'll heal quickly."

Lucas stepped to the center, raising my hand. "The winner—our Luna, Aria!"

The crowd cheered, including those who had doubted me earlier. Victory always earns respect. I smiled at the crowd, then returned to the waiting room to prepare for my next match.

Other Lunas gathered around, asking about my training methods or simply introducing themselves. Suddenly, the distance I'd felt before the competition vanished. I wasn't "the human Luna" anymore, just "Aria."

JACE

Nothing beats watching your mate take down an opponent. Aria in the arena made me both proud and captivated. Every movement precise and powerful, nothing wasted.

"Our Luna fights better than most Alphas, even without using her wolf," Gabriel whispered, eyes locked on the arena. "And people doubted her..."

I nodded, watching Aria move. "She turns their doubt into her strength. Always has."

Aria advanced through each match, defeating her semifinal opponent. The crowd cheered for her louder than they had for any Alpha match. That was Aria's magic—she made people want to cheer for her.

Lucas walked into the arena, and the crowd quieted.

"Everyone, we've reached the finals and found the two strongest fighters in this competition. You all know there's never been a competition quite like this before..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the stands.

"When our mom died, our dad taught us to fight. My sister Aria always wanted to compete, but we had to leave our old pack, so she thought that dream was over."

I watched the crowd, saw many Lunas and female warriors nodding in understanding.

"But here in Ancient Moon Shadow, Aria found out women train just like men. When she mated with our Alpha, she could've just stepped back as a human Luna. Instead, she kept training as a warrior, proving that human skills can match werewolf strength."

My chest swelled with pride. That was my mate—never giving up.

"The final match will take place in three hours," Lucas announced. "Luna Aria will face another Luna."

After the matches ended, I went straight to the waiting room. Aria was drinking water, her face brightening when she saw me. Ignoring the stares of others, I pulled her into my arms.

"You were amazing, warrior queen," I whispered in her ear.

"Thank you for giving me this chance," she answered.

Just then, another Alpha entered the room, drawing our attention.