Chapter 18. Fight (2)

Sinbad’s POV

Bang. Bang. Bang.

The sleeping ferals were roused by the loud noise. We needed only one. Father zeroed in on a small feral. As if sensing his intent, Garsam smirked. "You think too little of me, alpha," his eyes narrowed. "Why don't you take another pick, eh?"

Father's jaw ticked, but he turned away from the little feral. He found a bigger one, but there was not much difference. Prince Garsam sighed but nodded. "Fine, I won't make things difficult for you... but after I defeat it, I get to choose who I fight next, hmm?"

"Your Highness!"

"Alpha!"

Sparks flew, and not the good kind. Neither backed down.

'Dad, be calm,' I whispered through the mind link. 'It is not legal to whoop a royal ass,' I added with mirth.

No matter how deserving.

Dad visibly loosened up and nodded at the young prince. "As you wish, Your Highness."