Oh f**k.
He’d seen enough wrestling and MMA to recognize the entrance of a favored fighter. The music would build to a crescendo, the spots would snap on the champion when he entered the room to the jubilant roars of the crowd before facing whatever hapless sap destined to fall before him.
Darce’s lip curled back. He didn’t do hapless or sap well. Adrenaline flooded his system. He moved away from the cage walls, rolling his neck and shoulders to limber up. Although he might act it with the pack, Darce wasn’t dumb. Whatever was coming for him had to be worse than the intelligent RAs the guards had just herded out. They’d been the freak show but this—with the build-up and the air of anticipation in the room—would be the finale.
Opening the door deep within himself, he touched his wolf, si
