The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate-Chapter 98: Dex Was Turned On. That’s Fucked Up.

After Serena’s fist met her face, Agnes stumbled back.

Her expression was of pure shock. Then fury.

"You crazy bitch!"

She roared, a girl scream of rage. Then she smacked Serena across the face.

She lunged, ready for her nails to go into Serena’s throat. But Serena was already there, diving to meet her in the middle.

Agnes may have been bigger than Serena. But Serena’s anger was the deciding factor.

"You poisoned me." Serena smacked her across the face hard.

Agnes smacked her back. Harder.

Serena drove her knee into Agnes’s vagina.

Agnes head-butted her.

Dexmon was momentarily stunned. He’d never felt rage from her. Not like this. But everyone had a breaking point and this was hers. He’d also never witnessed her do anything remotely close to this.

Hale and Elara seemed to be having the same reaction. All three of their brains were not loading properly to understand. This was Serena. Their Serena. Cute, playful, bookworm Serena. The girl who got stabbed and said, it’s okay.

Garrett Darkhowler burst through the door at that moment. He rose to witness Agnes rolling on top of Serena, straddling her.

But Serena wiggled free. She kicked Agnes hard. Agnes flew across the room.

She looked up, stunned. "Oh makes sense. You whoring yourself and now have double alpha venom." She gave a knowing look. "Once again. You’re. Welcome. You ungrateful bargain bin blowup doll."

"Coming from the blowup doll who waved to the crowd while riding a dick." Serena held up two fingers. "Twice."

Elara blinked, then clapped her hands with a wicked grin and pride in her chest.

"Coming from the girl that was so bad in the bedroom that she turned the Crown Prince of Drakenfell gay," Agnes called.

"He had no trouble in that department when I was with him. Maybe the DRUGS YOU GAVE HIM affected it. Ever think of that?"

Agnes tilted her head actually considering those words.

"Fair point. That would explain it. He got off no problem a few weeks prior in his study," she shot a knowing look to Dexmon whose brain still wasn’t loading properly to defend himself or understand what was happening.

Serena shot Dexmon a look too. Of course he did stuff with Agnes. Why would she care about that? It was his business. Her eyes went back to Agnes and she shook her head with actual disgust.

"You’re bragging about that in front of the man you’re trying to claim you care about. What the actual fuck is wrong with you?"

Agnes didn’t answer. Instead she picked up a heavy whiskey glass and threw it.

Serena was already moving at alpha speed, caught the glass in mid air and threw it right back at Agnes.

It hit Agnes in the stomach.

Agnes roared again. "You..." She looked like she couldn’t believe it. "WHORE!"

"What Agnes?" Elara called from the corner stretching, preparing to join the fight. "Takes one participation trophy prostitute to know one!"

Serena dove, tackling Agnes.

"I’ve seen you kick omegas. I still gave you the benefit of the doubt. And now you want to be Garrett’s mate? You can go fuck the hell off."

Agnes hit the floor, Serena on top of her and Serena smacked Agnes across the face.

Agnes flipped them over and smacked Serena. Serena smacked Agnes right back.

Hale blinked, his brain finally starting to understand what was happening. They were taking turns hitting each other. Instead of fighting like warriors, they were taking actual turns. He couldn’t move or look away.

"Ah!" Agnes made an offended noise. "You hit my face!"

"That’s what I was trying to do, Agnes."

Agnes grabbed a fistful of Serena’s hair. Serena grabbed a fistful of Agnes’s hair and yanked back. For a solid three seconds, they were just two women on the floor holding each other’s hair.

"Don’t forget about her cutting up children’s toys. And shaving her omegas’ heads because their hair was longer than hers," Elara called from the side. "Go fuck the hell off Agnes."

Serena wiggled free of Agnes’s hold and tackled her again.

Agnes caught her mid tackle and for a second it looked like two titans fighting to the death.

Agnes stopped for a second. "My nail," she whined. "You broke my nail."

Serena stopped momentarily as well, looking at Agnes who was nursing her broken nail.

"Are we still fighting?" Agnes asked. Then she smacked Serena across the face. "You fell for that."

Serena kneed her again in the vagina immediately.

They went back to rolling around on the floor with the same chaotic energy as before.

Garrett’s brain started to load. Those words registering.

Dexmon’s brain also started working. "Fuck."

He moved at alpha speed, shoving Agnes off of Serena not gently and picking Serena up. Serena immediately tried to tackle Agnes again. Dexmon hooked her around the waist and held her.

Serena was fighting to get free with all her strength. But Dex was not going to let her go anywhere.

Her fighting was adorable. He fought the urge to laugh.

Garrett grabbed Agnes at the same time. She was fighting with equal fervor.

"Every man in this room is holding a woman right now. The difference is, mine chose me sober," Agnes called.

"That’s enough Agnes," Garrett said.

"Sober is a bold word choice from the woman who roofied the last one," Serena snapped back, still fighting to get free.

Agnes’s face went red. "At least I can get a man’s attention without bleeding on him."

"What the fuck does that even mean, Agnes?" Serena called from across the room. "Coming from the felon who used dark magic potions on the last one."

"I am a Viremont. I don’t need potions to get attention."

"Really? Could have fooled me considering that is EXACTLY why we are here," Serena said. "You really aren’t the shiniest crayon in the sociopath box."

Hale put his hand over his mouth.

Agnes thrashed against Garrett. "You walk around acting so humble and quiet while two alphas fight over you. You’re not humble. You’re manipulative."

"You faked a fucking pregnancy," Serena yelled, fighting to get to Agnes still. "Who does that?! And claimed I framed you!"

"That is not relevant to this conversation."

"THAT IS the conversation."

Elara turned to Hale. "Are you hearing this? Is anyone writing this down? I need a record of this."

Agnes snarled. "You can’t even shift."

"Good one." Serena was still trying to get out of Dex’s arms but stopped momentarily so she could clap. "You can’t even apologize."

"I apologized."

"You listed your crimes alphabetically," Serena said, attempting another lunge towards Agnes. "Starting with Ankle-faking and ending with whore. That’s not an apology, Agnes. That’s a criminal record."

Hale coughed. It was not a cough.

Agnes’s voice went shrill. "You think you’re so much better than me?"

"I think I’ve been poisoned three times by the same person and I’m still alive. So. You do the math," Serena said. "Maybe read a book on how to poison someone better. Though I heard you were illiterate."

Elara clapped her hands. "Serena, whores can read too. Remember?"

"I remember Agnes saying at dinner that she refused to spread her legs for a crown, unlike us, Elara."

"That’s funny... I forgot about that." Elara laughed darkly.

"At least I know what I am," Agnes said turning her nose up at them.

"You know you’re a felon?" Serena asked.

Agnes roared again. Not a womanly roar. Elara giggled.

Agnes fought Garrett even harder trying to get to Serena.

"Hey Agnes," Serena called. "In case you missed it the first time. You’re a felon."

Hale sat down. "I’m going to need a minute."

Garrett looked at Dex. Dex looked at Garrett. Neither of them had any idea what to do.

Agnes screamed. "You pack-less, stray bitch."

"A bitch that will kick your ass."

"Come at me CUNT," Agnes screamed.

Serena lunged again. So did Agnes. Both still trying to get to the other.

"Agnes. Stop." Garrett attempted to pick Agnes up and carry her out of the room. He struggled, Agnes was not going down without a fight.

"Come near me. I dare you." Serena’s eyes flared gold. Her hands turned to fire.

It should have burned Dexmon, but it didn’t.

Dexmon looked down, blinking.

Aegon: Fated mate. Her magic and flame can’t hurt us.

Garrett didn’t seem that surprised by her being on literal fire. Dex clocked the lack of reaction immediately.

Agnes looked at Serena with disdain. "What. Are. You."

"Your. Worst. Nightmare." Serena was still fighting against Dex’s arms with every word.

"Serena, baby... stop."

Serena ignored Dex. Actually his words didn’t even register.

Aegon: Let her free so she can burn that bitch.

Dex was fighting the urge to laugh.

Was this turning him on? Yes.

Did he like to see her fight like this? It was adorable.

Was that fucked up? Absolutely.

Elara who was watching both women struggle to get to the other nodded once.

"I got you bro."

She stormed across the room and smacked Agnes.

Aegon: The beta too? This is the greatest night of my life.

Agnes smacked her back.

Garrett Darkhowler let go of Agnes and put both of his hands in the air tapping out.