Heather heard the crowd going wild as another creature joined her. She smelled the air and knew without a doubt the wolf that was in the fight cage with her was a shifter.
This wasn’t a wild animal.
She turned her head and looked straight into its eyes. The open scars that decorated his body were clear. This shifter had been fighting for its life.
The noise of the stadium seemed to all become a blur.
“You’re not wild.” The words whispered across her mind, and she quickly stood on all fours as she looked at the creature.
“How are you doing that? You’re not pack.”
“True, but us shifters, we have a certain … bond. All of us. If we allow ourselves the chance to tap into who we really are, we would be unstoppable.” He sighed.
The crowd went wild and she looked up. So many people.
“They
