Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Gladiator Wolf King - Book 3: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

OLIVER They didn’t see me follow them. But that’s what I was good at. Sneaking, slipping into the shadows where the darkness supplied a blanket of cover. Hiding. They didn’t scent me. Jack's masking spray coming in handy once again. And they didn’t notice me, crouching on the roof when they left the guard's hut. Listening and watching. The young King had lived, and I really shouldn’t be surprised. With everything I have seen in this twisted world, a wolf such as Kellen coming back from the dead makes total sense, right? Part of me, my wolf, was disgusted that the gods had favored him and was disappointed that he wasn’t six feet under. The other part of me admired his strength. I envied what he had, that he grew up with loving parents, friends, and family, never having to struggle through life. I was born a rogue, my mother was killed by his father. Executed for being a rogue. So I was told by Silas. I wonder if Silas ever knew that I was his son, or if he chose to ignore it like I c

DAY 22 of The Games TALA Yesterday was long, today felt even longer. I sat on the bed in the back room of the female slave barracks. These rooms were much nicer than the ones the male slaves were given. The rooms actually had beds and a door, not much else in here and the only reason they had these things was for the visiting Alphas, Lords, and senior warriors so they were able to visit and pay for their pleasure. Only Vargr summoned the Hybrid slave whores to the palace. It was essentially a brothel. Except the girls had no choice but to be here. Each girl here had been yanked from their home or the street and sold as slaves. There was no need to implant an inhibitor chip as the Hybrid girls had no spirit animal. They are faster and stronger than humans, but nowhere close to as strong as shifters. That’s why Vargr favored their race as slave whores. They could be tussled up, used violently, and would most likely recover because they could handle more. They couldn’t heal like a shif

KELLEN More of Vargr’s army had turned up and we were now engaged in a full-on battle. Metal clanked, and growls were heard as some of the opposition began to shift, their wolves attacking my Gladiators who could not shift. “We’re outnumbered!” I heard Jasper call to me from my left. I cut down a soldier his body dropping like a heap of rocks and darted my eyes around the arena. He was right, we were outnumbered. I smirked because even though it looked like we were at a disadvantage, I knew we could win this. “Maybe, but his army doesn’t have the skill my elites have.” I looked to Rogue who was on my right, fighting beside me. “Rogue, keep the Gladiators fighting with the non-shifted,” I yelled to him while plunging my sword into another soldier's chest, knowing that the Gladiator's chips were still active and they couldn’t shift or else they would die. “Hunji!” I called to the man in red, who was taking down man after man and dropping wolves like they were vermin. “Show these sol

What would have been: Day 23 of the Games still TALA Kellen was angry. I could feel it and I knew some of that anger had been directed at me when I defended Oliver. His jealousy crept off of him, you could almost see it, like dark tendrils of shadows reaching out to me and twisting across my flesh. How dark his aura was, was frightening, words were unfit for the Wolf King's thoughts. Kellen stared down his men then landed his frightening eyes on Oliver. Obsidian black eyes, the only white showing was the white mark of the Knight, bright against where his pupil would sit - If you could see them. It was an eerie sight to see and feel. I could almost taste his strength and see how hard he was trying to rein his wolf in. His wolf was magnificent. There was a painting in my mother’s room that depicted a Goddess walking with her wolf, Kellen’s wolf was the spitting image of the one I grew up seeing every day. The look of primal carnage on his face and those vines of jealousy wrapping tigh

2 days later (Day 26 of the Games) MIKE Tala was sweet and funny, she genuinely laughed at my jokes and was eager to hear stories about Kellen and I growing up, the closer we got to the port, the more I worried about Jonda’s reaction. What would she think of Tala when they met and she found out that they were half-sisters? That her long-lost father who she had never met did indeed have another child. We were able to bring back Teal’s body under Kellen’s orders, he wanted Teal to be returned back home. Albeit, this was not the way Kellen had hoped to reunite him with his family. Luckily we were able to preserve his corpse and find a box that would keep his body cool on the journey. Rogue decided to ride with Tobias to help keep an eye on Oliver as well as escort Teal’s body. I felt a little bad for Tobias, traveling with the criminal and a wolf with no voice. At least he had two other warriors riding with him whose ears he could talk off. I used the satellite phone to let Jonda know