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My body nearly collided with it only to be surprised when Elijah sped, and wrapped his arm around me, stopping me from hitting the wall. “Did she just say level one?” “We are literally being fooled into the game and we don’t even realize it.” I said, shaking my head as I looked at Blake who was now on top of Drake. The two wolves fought, seeming to want to end one another, a battle of Alphas. “I don’t understand, what kind of game is this? Weren’t we supposed to be AGAINST one another?”

Blue Crest and Shadow Creek were going to add plenty of talent that would guarantee victory. “What’s up?” I asked. “A new event at the games was just announced. Wolf fights. It’s part of each group of shifting age,” he told us as he handed us the email printout that had been sent to the pack. ‘Brand-new event showcases the strengths of our wolves. Each division of ages 13+ will earn additional points for winning within wolf form. The Alpha division will fight in round-robin. If singular Alpha or Alpha and Luna duo are the victors then additional 150 points will be awarded.’

It didn't fall; it suspended itself in a Anti-Gravity Well at the center of the forest. "The Rules are simple," the White Wolf announced, his whistle glinting. "My Cyber-Pack vs. your Primal Six. If you can take the vial and bring it to the 'Physical Threshold' Rift, the boy lives. If we take it... the simulation is finalized, and you become the permanent prey of the White Wolf's private hunting ground." The Cyber-Wolves moved first. They didn't run; they Calculated. They moved in a "Swarm-Logic" pattern, their movements perfectly synchronized to cut off every exit.

“What is this?” Elara threw her arms out like a dramatic announcer. “The Winter Games. All wolves must compete. All wolves must cheat. It is tradition.” I stared. “Cheat.” “Yes,” she said. “Cheat creatively. Cheat boldly. Cheat with pride.” I turned slowly. Wolves were already cheating everywhere. Two warriors were stuffing snowballs with pebbles. Three were digging tunnels under the snow fort for sneak attacks. Someone was smearing oil on the ice obstacle course to make it more slippery. A group of pups tried to bribe a judge with cookies.

I didn’t look away. Catherine clapped her hands, drawing everyone’s attention. “Tonight, we celebrate life! Not just the two little lives we’re welcoming soon, but our pack, our family. We’ve fought, we’ve bled, and now we get to remember why we fight at all.” The first game was a tradition I’d never seen before. They called it the Guessing Circle. One by one, wolves came forward to guess the weight and number of days until the twins’ birth. Laughter erupted when Anna predicted I’d go into labor tonight and brought me a mug of raspberry leaf tea “just in case.”

“I think most wolves are usually in heat when the moon rises over the sun. Mine is just about dusk.” “So, we wait till then…” My words trailed off avoiding her eyes. This was awkward enough. “In preparation for the night, I think we need to start getting used to each other.” She offered. “Got any more ideas.” “Let’s play a game…” “What game is that?” “I found a game pack in here…” She fished it out and thrashed it on the table. Opening the game pack, we met the unexpected. It was a card game for couples with dirty things to do.

The wind whipped around us as if the forest is confirming. “Why can’t we smell that he was a wolf? Even a rogue born wolf has a scent after death.” Elara questions, and Walt scoffs again, like she missed an easy question on a test. She stiffens next to me, but gives no other indication that she heard him. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

"Does this mean my wolf is showing herself?" I was stunned. I stared at her bug eyed and I had my own realization. "Babe, I think your wolf started to show signs the night of the festival." Winter's face contorted into a look of confusion. "When you played the balloon and dart game. You said something inside of you kicked in when you played the game, were your eyes laser focused on the balloons?" Winter's eyes got big as she nodded her head. "I've have never thrown darts before in my life." Her sweet voice in a whisper. "You think my wolf helped me win?" It wouldn't surprise me. Wolves have extremely good eyesight, and we get hyper focused when we concentrate.

Valko gasped. “That’s another story for another time. But we were hugging and waiting for our mothers to finish talking with the doctor when the she-wolf just pounced on Nigel. I tried to help at first, but when she flashed me her red eyes, I turned stone and was literally glued to the spot, out of shock.” “Little Miss Innocent Ain’t So Innocent After-all.” Valko scoffed. “Are you sure her eyes were red?” Velma demanded. “Yes, we’re positive,” Taurus spoke to them through the link.

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.