ARDENMr. Thompson stood beside Miss Loveson, appearing tired yet excited at the same time. I honestly couldn’t blame them. Aside from checking papers in the middle of nowhere, where phone signal was difficult to retrieve, they had to act like camp counselors for a group of partially matured adults. “You came here to let your wolves breathe,” Mr. Thompson started, “so let’s give them what they want.”“A battle!” Miss Loveson echoed, her voice sounding cheery. “It’s going to be faction-based,” Mr. Thompson continued. “We will have three rounds. One wolf from each faction will come up here, and the True Alphas will fight last.” I surveyed the crowd and noticed the excited glimmers in their eyes. Tessa smirked, nudging my shoulder. “I guess we can fight without repercussions this time,” she muttered. “We’ll give each competitor a score: 4 points for first place, 3 points for second, and so forth. We will tally these points at the very end, and the faction with the most points wins!”
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