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Chapter Three: Blood on the Sand

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Silas’ POV

The training pit was a hollowed-out arena of red earth, surrounded by wooden scaffolds and the scent of sweat. Warriors circled like vultures, eyes gleaming, jaws tight. This wasn’t a place to learn. It was a place to survive.

Silas stood at the edge, shirt damp with heat, neck stiff. The sun bore down like judgment.

“New blood,” someone called from the circle. “Are you sure your bones don’t snap easily?”

Laughter followed. He didn’t flinch.

Ethan watched from above, arms folded across his chest, silent as stone. His eyes hadn’t left Silas oncenot since he stepped into the pit. And that alone made Silas more nervous than the ten wolves waiting to take him down.

Beta Arden blew a whistle.

“Three rounds. No claws. No shifting. You stay down, you're out.”

The first opponent came at him fastbroad, grinning, overconfident. Silas let the blow graze his ribs before sweeping the guy’s legs and driving a fist into his gut. The crowd hollered.

Round twofaster wolf, dirtier fighter. Silas ducked a jab, landed a palm strike to the chin, and spun him to the ground. But not before a knee clipped his temple. His vision blurred.

He caught himself on one hand, heart thudding.

And then a scent.

Blood. His own.

And Ethan’s presence suddenly changed.

Silas looked up instinct, not reason and locked eyes with the Alpha.

Red. Burning. No longer calm.

Ethan’s wolf was close to the surface.

Something primitive cracked in the air. Wolves near him shifted uneasily, sniffing the change in tension.

“Third round!” Arden barked.

A massive opponent stepped into the circle. His grin was cruel. His stance was lethal.

Silas wasn’t ready.

The first hit landed square in his stomach. Air rushed from his lungs. He stumbled. Pain shot through his back as he hit the dirt.

A kick came next too fast. Too hard.

Silas rolled, gasping.

Another blow. Elbow to cheek. Blood in his mouth now.

The world blurred.

And through it

A voice. Guttural. Echoing.

“Enough.”

Everything stopped.

The crowd froze.

Silas blinked through blood and sun as Ethan dropped from the platform and hit the dirt in a crouchwolf barely leashed, aura exploding outward like fire.

The fighter stepped back, eyes wide.

Ethan’s fist connected with his jaw before anyone could blink.

The man crumpled.

Gasps rippled through the crowd.

Silas pushed up onto his elbows. “Alpha”

But Ethan wasn’t listening.

He turned on the others. “What kind of pack lets one of their own get mauled for sport?”

“He’s not one of us,” someone muttered.

Ethan spun. “He is now. Anyone who lays a hand on him again answers to me.”

Silence.

Noah stood at the far end of the pit, face pale and unreadable.

Arden’s eyes narrowed.

Silas just stared at Ethan. His heart thudded with something that wasn’t pain.

Because in that moment, Ethan had revealed something.

Something no Alpha should.

Attachment.

And Silas had seen it.

Later, back in the infirmary, Silas sat on the edge of a cot, shirt off, ice pack against his ribs. A medic hovered nearby but said nothing.

No one did.

Then the door opened.

He knew that scent before he looked up.

Ethan closed the door behind him. Quiet. Heavy.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” Silas murmured.

“You were going to pass out.”

“I’ve passed out before.”

Ethan crossed the room. His voice was low. “You bled. And I felt it.”

Silas looked up. “Felt it?”

Ethan’s jaw clenched. “I don’t know what this is. Why can I smell you even when you’re not here? Why my wolf wants to”

He stopped. Breathing hard.

Silas stared at him. “You think I’m your mate?”

The word hung in the room. Unspoken but sharp.

Ethan didn’t answer.

But his eyes said everything.

And Silas

Silas felt something split inside him.

Because if that were true… if the Alpha of Red Moon Pack His enemy was truly his mate…

Then this wasn’t just betrayal anymore.

It was destiny gone wrong.

And destiny always demanded blood.

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