CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Anna POV
I watched as the she-wolf sank her claws deep into the male wolf—Covent’s—face, leaving a nasty scar before going in again… and again… and again.
Honestly, it was brutal.
She moved like she was playing with him, while he blindly hurled spears of ice around himself like a confused snow machine. But she was fast—too fast. At some point, she was nothing but a blur.
In less than five minutes, she flipped the entire match and won.
The male wolf lay on the ground, his wounds barely healing.
“Damn. That’s a straight ticket to the hospital,” Stella muttered, staring at him with pity that… wasn’t really pity.
“Carol! Carol! Carol!”
The crowd erupted. Even the kids were chanting her name.
The whole place came alive as she stood tall in the arena, proud like a warr
