#Chapter 39 The childhood friend

Ryan's POV Jacob had left before dinner the other night, after his threats to me. He was unwilling to dine with an enemy, and I was glad to be rid of him. I had been at my father's house for a day, preparing for the match. It was odd how coming back to the Alexander's territory had strengthened my powers, I needed Clark blood, and I could smell that there were many Clan Clark she-wolves nearby. Not that I would take from them, but their presence seemed to enliven the witch's abilities. It made sense that once Alyson had come into my life, I had a resurgence of the talents and the curse. Michael walked into the room, he had joined me yesterday, making the journey after me as planned. "Will you be ready, Alpha Ryan? What can I do for you?" He asked. Jacob was a big wolf, but I was confident that I could overpower him physically. I had never lost a match since I'd grown to full-strength. Unfortunately, that was a tie-breaking match. "I will have to call on