Raiden’s POV
Zayden and I made damn sure we were at the arena early for Traci’s first fight.
After everything Corbin told us last night, there was no chance in hell we were missing this match. If anything went wrong? We stepped in. Simple as that.
No hesitation.
No second guessing.
The second we walked into the gym, that scent hit me again.
Vanilla.
Mocha.
Faint beneath the overwhelming smell of sweat, adrenaline, and hundreds of wolves packed inside the arena.
But it was there.
Nyx instantly growls. “Mate is here.”
I glance toward the crowd while adjusting the cuffs of my black shirt. “You sure?”
He practically snarls at me. “Yes.”
Beside me, Zayden suddenly slows down slightly.
“Brother,” I mutter quietly. “Do you smell that?”
Kael immediately smirks from beside us. “Are y
