* Alpha Daemon *
When Alpha Brutus saw that expression on my wolf's face and he became aware of my strength, I knew the fight was already over.
Pain burned through my ribs where the bastard had landed that last hit. I could feel at least two cracked bones grinding every time I breathed, blood dripping steadily from my side into the snow beneath my paws. But that’s not enough to stop me.
Because pain had never frightened me since the day I was born.
Pain only reminded me that I was still alive. The big arena became strangely quiet around us. More than a hundred wolves watching. Waiting for the winner.
Then Alpha Brutus charged first with a furious roar.
I moved quickly before he could reach me.
The world blurred beneath my paws when my wolf exploded fast forward like black lightning
