Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games

Chapter 130

The second Kyle gave the signal I shifted without even removing my clothes and took off at a full sprint, dodging bodies in my path with the ease and grace my wolf always seemed to have. It wasn't long before we were head of the pack and I knew exactly where I wanted to go. Veering north I headed into the woods, jumping over the occasional small boulder or downed tree. I splashed through the creek, delighted by the cold water under my paws. There were others all around every which way I looked, but I felt alone-completely alone.

A small hidden path up ahead would lead me to my destination and I took it gracefully without disturbing the underbrush. I only slowed as dirt turned to rock beneath my feet and I stood on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the valley cloaked in darkness. Looking up at the sky, I realized for the first time that it was also a full moon. I howled up into the beautiful night.

My howl was answered so close by that I stumbled and nearly went over the edge of the cliff. My heart racing, I turned and saw a beautiful, large, red wolf at the entrance to the path that led back to the forest. He was lying down on his stomach like he was waiting for me to calm down and make the next move.

I had never felt such immense happiness as I stared into the bluest eyes I'd ever seen. Patrick. I had always imagined his eyes were green or perhaps brown. Never had I thought they would be blue. Bluer even than my own. They were beautiful and mesmerizing and I knew I would never forget them in a million years.

towards him, hesitantly. His tail wagged hard with each step of my approach. And as I grew more confident his tongue even fell out to one side as he panted in obvious joy. I was doing that. I was making

path into the forest. It must not have taken long for him to recover though, because he jumped on me, causing me to tumble into the brush before I made the

off and stared before nudging me with his nose. I tried to stand, but he

and nudged me all over until he seemed confident I was okay, then he stood back and barked, inclining his head towards the forest. I joined him by his side and

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possible opportunity our wolves rubbed up against each other. I couldn't have stopped mine if I'd wanted. I knew by the end of the night I'd

ran. We played. We splashed through the water. We tracked a rabbit together. He made the kill, but nudged it for me to take, and I did. I never much cared for hunting or eating raw kills, even in wolf form, but it had

the woods crawling with our kind on the beautiful night of Winter Solstice, it felt as if we were entirely alone. I was grateful we never once crossed paths with my family, and I knew that there were so many black wolves similar to mine in the pack that most likely no one else would pay that much attention if they saw us together anyway. Then again, Patrick stood out with his beautiful rust-colored