Chapter 11 Sam’s POV Day two of the evening games is finally over. That means no more training and no more meeting Mr. Alpha Blair. Bastard. Now I only need to keep a low profile and focus on my main task. Kill the Alphas father and then go rogue. Due to the stop of exercise and the beginning of the games, there will be a bonfire close to the only pub in this area. It will be an excellent way to get to know other warriors and perhaps have a good time. God, I need it. I feel bad for disappointing my brother repeatedly and becoming more distant toward him. But I believe that will make it easier for me to leave him behind. I have just come back to our room, and as soon as I open the door, I can smell the booze. “Drinking already, Brandon?” I wink at him. He gives me one of his beaming smiles and says: “Sure am, babe. Let’s get hammered!” “Then we will need more than just one of those bottles! “ Oh, I have plenty,” he grinned. Thre

Chapter 13 Blake’s POV Last night was a nightmare. I had decided that I would try to give Sam some time and make her realize that I was still here for her. I needed her as much as she needed me. It was evident that she had been in deep pain since I left, and I knew I was to blame. I did choose the easiest way out. By leaving my former pack, when I found my mate, I thought that it would be easier for both of us if we didn’t have to run into one another all the time. I always planned to go back to my original pack, and Jake knew that. Caroline was on board too. She said she would follow me anywhere, and I was grateful that she was my mate, sweet, caring Caroline, my true mate. I knew that Caroline had figured some things out on her own, so I decided to come clean with her. She was my mate, and I did love her. Caroline was not Sam, but she was a wonderful person, and I was glad to be paired with her. Sometimes the most powerful love isn’t the right one, she told me.

Chapter 15 Blair’s POV After Sam left, my father mind linked me to meet him in his room. I wanted to share my good news with him and was eager to tell him that I had finally found my Luna. I enter his bedroom and find him sitting at the big oak desk that is situated right in front of the window “Yes, son, you have some news for me,” he asks and turns his chair to face me. “That is correct, father. I wanted to tell you that I have finally found my Luna!” He looks surprised before he answers: “So you have finally found the girl that has been avoiding you for the last two years,” he says with a mocking voice. “And how does she feel about you, son? Is she willing to share your life, duties, and responsibilities with our pack?” “She is my Luna; she will learn,” I tell him with a blank face. “I see, and when will I meet her?” “You will meet her tonight, father, after the tournament.” “Fine. I hope that she will be worthy of running this pack

Chapter 17 Alpha Blair’s POV I was living through a nightmare. After finally finding my mate after so long, she was not only resisting me; she was sleeping with other people. The fucking sex-good only belongs to me. Mine. The possessiveness I felt around her was slowly eating me alive. She was mine. Only mine, but she made it impossible for me to have her. After she left, I snuck into Natasha’s room and fucked her. It wasn’t anything special, but I needed release. After I left Natasha’s room, I felt the urge to find Sam, but she wasn’t in her room in the bunkers. Instead, I found her in a steamy meeting with that fucking Beta and his mate. What the hell was wrong with this woman? She could be with me, but why she had to make it so god damn tricky, I can't understand. It was apparent that she had some relationship with the Beta, and I needed him out of my way. I needed her brother out of my way too. If I would take her home with me to my pack, I needed to

Chapter 19 Sam’s POV I thought the tournaments would be held at the same spot as the training grounds, but boy was I wrong. I get it now; why they choose this location it’s obvious. I’m standing in front of a massive arena; it could easily be said to be a gladiator arena from the Roman empire, except for the fact that this is not old at all; it’s a modern construction. The building is enormous. It could easily contain 10 000 people, and as we ascend the stairs, I can tell by the view that the structure is not round around a green area; instead, it’s lines of constructions facing each other with open access to both east and west. “Amazing, huh?” Blair whispers in my ear. The sudden closeness makes me shiver, and I can only nod as a reply. “It was specially built for the 100th evening games, they tell me,” he says and sighs loudly. “Now that I found you, I don’t care about this nonsense anymore, but I still need to do my part.” I look at the surroundings, a