The council hurried to the top of the circle and stood just beyond the grass. One of the ladies raised her hand. “Let the challenge begin.” Her arm dropped to her side.
The two combatants circled each other. “So, son—”
“Don’t call me son. There would be nothing more despising than being your offspring. Good thing your line officially stops here.”
Red reflected in Rocco’s eyes a second before his transformation. Rocco’s wolf leapt at Caleb’s head, claws spread to rip out a huge chunk of flesh. But his target vanished and he arched as he felt a pain in his chest. Caleb had morphed into his wolf and remained underneath, claws held up to drag the vulnerable belly. Rocco’s twist upward saved his life.
Two wolves circled each other, each waiting for the opportunity to attack. Rocco swiped a
