MAEVE POV
This is hell!
The roar of the waterfall beneath the stone pillars sounded like the growl of a starving beast that would never be satisfied. In this combat arena, death was only one wrong step away.
I stood on the narrow stone surface, slippery with moss and rising steam. I controlled my fear with the breathing technique I was beginning to master.
Inhale, hold, release.
Across from me, Welden no longer looked human. His muscles bulged, coarse fur spread across his body, and fangs pushed out from behind lips that kept curling into a vicious grin.
Welden’s yellow eyes gleamed. “Ready to fall into the depths of hell, Weak Prince?”
Welden growled, his voice no longer human. It was a rough, broken sound coming from the throat of a wolf in the middle of transforming. And finally,
