Challenge
Diego P.O.V
The next day Justin was going to ask Shira to marry him. I told Shira what is going to happen.
Shira spoke, "Softie don't want to be with Justin. I want to be with you."
I spoke, "I know but you'll be okay. I'm always there for you. You are mine and no one else."
"Aww. You're making me blush."
Shira and I were hanging out in the flower fields. Then Justin came.
Justin spoke, "Shira can I talk to you in private?"
Shira spoke, "Sure Justin."
Justin and Shira began to walk together. I was worried about Shira. After half hour everything was quiet until I heard a scream.
Then I heard it was Shira voice, "Diego!"
I came running as fast as I could. Then I found her, she was about to be abused by Justin. My anger went to the maximum. I tackled Justin to the ground.
I went to Shira was half beaten crying. Then the whole pack came to see what is going on.
I nudged Shira to go to the pack.
I spoke angrily, "What are you doing with my Shira?!"
Justin gets up and looks at me and spoke, "I was trying to make her mine! You dare to fight me!"
"Right now I have reason! I challenge you!"
Justin spoke, "Stand down! Or you will regret it!"
I began to growl at Justin. I felt something different like the anger and strength is at different level.
We began circling each other then I charged at Justin which he was pinned down. We began fighting. We began clawing at each other.
I kept pushing Justin back. I was superior than him. All the anger and strength was worth it. Justin was bleeding badly but I won't stop. Until I slammed him to a boulder.
Justin was there badly wounded. I had my claws on his throat.
Justin spoke, "Okay you won. Take Shira with you and leave. Never come back."
Shira went up to me. Shira was under my neck purring.
Shira spoke, "Softie you did. Thank you."
I spoke, "Let's go Shira."
Shira climbed on my back and we went far away from the pack. At least Shira and I could live our own lives.
I hope you enjoyed the chapter. See you all next time! Go fast cheetah!
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