Chapter 45. Old Tricks

Miatta's POV

He was victorious, weak, yes but victorious at the very end. Everyone knew that the end justified the means and my Lucas had emerged the victor. I caught Beta Logan’s surprised look, mouth agape in disbelief.

Even the Lycan King was on his feet to make sure it was indeed his son standing. Obviously, no one had expected the prince to win the match that he had been outmatched from the very beginning. 

However, it was Hanjo lying lifeless on the ground, not my brave mate. He had regained control of his senses just in time and whatever had hampered his strength had been no match for his determination to win. 

I had merely bought him the time he needed by guiding his steps until he was able to do it himself. Ryker was at his side almost immediately and I took off in the direction of the wrestlers’ camp. Hanjo’s lifeless carcass was carted off the grounds.

When I parted the curtains, I was drawn to where he lay, breathing heavily and wi