Chapter 110 - VICTORY

[KYLE POV]

While Winston and I watched on, both nervous but for different reasons, we saw the fight begin to unfold into what it was truly going to be. This may seem like it was going to be a gang of bitches beating down one person, but no one was expecting what they were going to see. No one except for me that is.

Jacy wasn't scared at all as she stared down the threat. Her body was perfectly poised and ready when the first slut slunk her way. She grabbed Karyn's bitch braid and swung her wide. I watched as the she-cat landed on the floor, flat on her back.

"Oomph." She grunted in pain as the air expelled from her quickly.

Jacy wasn't done yet though. She aimed a quick set of punches at her attacker that had clearly been unexpected. Karyn cried out several times as Jacy's fists made contact one after the other. Face, chest, gut, she hit each spot several times in rapid succession with precise aim. Unless the observer was well versed in combat, they wouldn't know that every spot that Jacy hit was a vital area. I could tell, and I knew what it meant; and so could Winston as he watched the fight next to me.

"She's good." His voice held a note of awe. "Those were fast and perfectly aimed."

"Yeah, I know she's good." I grinned proudly. I was still nervous for my mate, but I was allowed to be proud of her as well.

While Jacy was getting to her feet, Quinn and Stacey started to run toward her. They weren't being smart about it like the guys back at the house of horrors had been. They both came at her at the same time from the same direction. They were literally running almost shoulder to shoulder as they barreled down on her.

Jacy wasn't scared or worried at all. Instead she sidestepped them as they got closer to her, avoiding them completely. The instant that they were past her, Jacy followed them. She grabbed the backs of their dresses and pulled hard.

I don't know if she intended to just pull the women back, or if she intended to rip the clothes from them, but the clothes tore away regardless. The women ended up sprawled on their backs, confused and dazed, but Jacy wasn't finished with them yet.

Jacy put a knee on Quinn's chest while she pulled Stacey toward her and hogtied her with her own dress. Once that bitch was secured Jacy punched Quinn in the jaw to calm her down for a second.

In the seconds that Quinn was dazed and confused from being punched hard in the jaw, Jacy had her sitting up on her bony ass with her hands tied behind her back. I watched as Jacy grabbed the dark brown strands of her hair and pulled back hard.

She forced the bimbo to arch her back so far that she was looking directly into Jacy's eyes as she knelt next to that particular member of the bitch brigade. With an angry snarl, Jacy growled right into the woman's face.

"Now, what the fuck did you say about me, you fucking cunt?!"

Jacy didn't have time to wait for an answer. I was about to shout and warn her that the next attacker was on their way. Aggie didn't seem happy that Jacy was hurting her friends and was taking advantage of the time that my mate seemed most distracted.

She didn't know Jacy though, and I guess I didn't either because I watched as Jacy used her grip on Quinn's hair as a handhold to vault herself up and over the woman that she had tied up. Quinn slumped to the ground the moment that Jacy let go of her, but my mate kept moving.

Jacy had propelled herself into a perfect flip, right overtop of Aggie. When she came down, her knees went crashing into Aggie's back, right into her shoulders. Jacy had grabbed two fistfuls of Aggie's hair and slammed the woman's head onto the dancefloor as she sent the woman sprawling.

Aggie's head hit the floor so hard that I instantly smelled the blood as it began to pour from the fresh wound. She was knocked out cold and not able to move after that one attack. All that was left of the band of bitches was Gretchen and Tanya.

"Forget this shit. I didn't sign up for this part of it." Tanya looked scared and backed away from the fight as my mate looked at her and the ring leader behind all of this insanity.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this." Gretchen complained. "You're a fucking dog, not a feline. We're stronger than you. It's the way that it has always been." Gretchen was pissed off, but she wasn't deterred at all. "I will just have to finish you off myself."

The blood had stopped flowing while she let her friends fight on her behalf. She had healed and thought Jacy was worn down from the fight. This was going to be interesting now. Let's see what happens now.

Jacy slowly rose to her feet, stepping on top of Aggie's limp body in the process, the points of her toes digging into the woman's back. She almost looked like a ballerina, it was beautiful and seductive. I knew this was almost over, and I knew that I shouldn't interfere, but dammit, they needed to hurry.

Gretchen's anger was getting to her. She was letting her hatred and anger over any woman that wasn't her being my mate get her killed. I knew this would happen one day, I just wished that I had been wrong about it.

As I watched what I thought was about to become a long drawn out fight, I saw that Jacy wasn't going to put up with any of it. She was ready for this to be over. When Gretchen feinted to the side and tried to side step Jacy, my mate wasn't fooled. Jacy spun and met her head on and caught her around the throat.

Jacy's hands closed tightly around Gretchen's neck and spun her around. After the blur of movement, Gretchen was sitting on her ass trying to pull at Jacy's arm, which was wrapped tightly around her throat. Jacy was clearly applying a lot of pressure to the woman's windpipe and pressing onto her back with all of her weight. 

I couldn't hear what was being said, but I saw that Jacy was whispering into Gretchen's ear with a grin on her face. A look of shock and fear spread across Gretchen's face and filled her eyes just a second before Jacy moved her hand with a blur of speed.

The next thing that I knew, I was watching as blood poured down Gretchen's chest and sprayed across the dance floor. When Jacy stood up and the body slumped backward, the blood splashed across her as well, but the arc was already slowing down now that Gretchen was dead.

Jacy, confidence not damaged in the least, stepped over Gretchen's body and walked right over to me. There was a look of pride and power in her eyes. She knew what she had done, and it hadn't just been taking the woman's life. She had proven herself. She had let them all know not to fuck with her, ever.

Just as Jacy got close to me, her face, arms, hand, legs, and body all splattered in blood, she looked down at her fingers with a frown.

"Oh, dammit." She sounded upset about something.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked her, worried that I had missed something, and that she had been hurt somehow.

"Oh nothing, I just broke a nail." I watched as she grinned at me when she looked up. "You sure know how to throw a party though, tomcat. I don't think I have ever been welcomed so thoroughly at an event like this before."

"Are you serious?" I was at a loss for words. "Goddess, Jacy, I fucking love you!" I swept her into my arms then and kissed her fiercely. It was that or fuck her right then and there. I don't think she would have liked that as much.

"Damn, that was a good fight." Winston broke the moment for us as he congratulated my mate while I kissed her. "You did really well."

"I knew she would." I grinned at my mate who was still wrapped in my arms. "And now it's time to announce the rest of my news to everyone.

"Members of the Greater American Feline Pack, may I introduce you to my mate, the woman who is currently pregnant with my cub, and who was a born Alpha in her wolf pack, Ms. Jacy Kai."

That caused a stir to run through the crowd. They knew what that meant, and they now knew why Jacy had been able to handle all of the women so easily. They also knew what it meant that I had mated, truly mated, with this woman. Every member of the pack, that wasn't unconscious or tied up or, you know, dead, bowed to her. They would never again disrespect her, ever.

After the excitement of that night, all I wanted to do was take my woman home and release the tension that had built up in me through that whole fight, so that's what I did. I didn't hear Jacy complaining during any of it. All I needed to do was make her some breakfast in the morning to help her replenish her energy. She was good to go for a busy day of watching the construction workers do their job after that.