The Alpha Games
There were six warriors in front, in a ready stance, their canines bared, aggression hot in their glares.
Nala’s instincts fired, needing her to jump on the defensive, to be ready for their attack, to protect Autumn, but she resisted. There was a chance she could talk her way out of it yet. She called up every bit of advice Maddie had given her, before she left Silver Night, and squared the warriors with a harsh look. Inga would be proud.
“What is the meaning of this?”
Her back was straight, her head held high, her years of training flashing a dangerous gleam in her eyes that made the Grey Stone warriors take a step back. Only one stayed in place, his smirk large, a knowing confidence in his
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