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A beta on my right, another on my left. . .
Their very strong hands hold on to my arms tightly. Their grasps are like that of a beast, and in the midst of it all, I can't take off my hand from my broken ribs. The pain is excruciating, and the fear in me makes me grit my teeth as I try to brace myself for what is I me in the arena.
The arena is just not far from us now. It is so close, and the closer we get to it, the more the pace of my heartbeat increases. I take a deep breath as I see the omegas who are lining up at the entrance. It is an assembly of wolves, but the omegas are not qualified to step into the arena during the execution. They are to watch from the ou
