The Alpha’s Contract Mate
Chater 93
I stood in the arena, my chest still heaving from the first part of the Stage Two challenge. My hands were sweaty, my muscles tight, but my wolf was awake now, fully aware, fully alive. It started as a vibration deep inside me, low and insistent, and then it grew, spreading through my body like fire. My senses sharpened. Every whisper, every movement, every sound in the crowd reached me with painful clarity. I could feel my heartbeat echoing through the arena, every thump synchronized with my wolf’s pulse.