Game of Destiny – A Thrilling Tale of Power, Love & Fate

We were all heading to the gathering point. It was the first day of the games and there would be an open ceremony.

Attendance was mandatory for everyone, participants and support staff alike. Finlay and I had told our pack what had

happened the day before, so everyone was aware. The support I had got was overwhelming. I knew it wasn’t a

coincidence I found myself in the middle of the group from our pack. I could have objected. As Beta I should be able to

choose where to walk. But it was sweet and I kind of liked not having to worry about running into members from my old

pack.

“You are taking this better than I thought,” Matilda told me as she walked next to me. I smiled at her.

“It makes them feel better, and it reminds me of what an amazing pack we have,” I said. She laughed.

“That’s the spirit.” We came to a building that resembled a big stadium. We were all filled into it, we had designated

seats. It was to keep packs with feuds from ending up next to each other. We were seated high up on the sloping stands.

On the inside, the gathering point were a combination between a stadium and an amphitheatre. When everyone was

seated, the head of the council stepped forward on the stage and held an opening speech. It was a long speech about

the history of the games, their importance to our community and that we all should treat this coming month with the

respect it deserved. Then, he reminded us this was a time not only for the games, but for us to come together and talk

between packs. When he finally ended his speech, I felt relieved and joined in the howls that followed it. After him

another council member took to the stage and went through the rules. We were free to adjust the groups who were to

compete up until we entered the first game, which would be tomorrow morning. The team that arrived for the first game

was the team we needed to use throughout all games. If one, or more, members of the teams were injured to the point

they couldn’t take part in further games, the team would not be allowed to fill their position with an alternate. They would need to continue with being a member short. They reminded us that fighting between teams was strictly

forbidden if the game itself didn’t require it. We were told the games were dangerous, all games were what they were

portrayed as. There were no safety nets, no fake dangers. There was real potential to get hurt or lose your life. We all

knew this. But for me it became more real as I listened to the councilman. There would be games where each pack did

games when all the packs performed the task at the

No fighting between packs, no

supply their pack with food and drink during a game, but

handed into designated spots and the council staff would make sure it reached the correct team. They

the games and were encouraged to cheer for their own pack and taunt the others. When the rules

another speech commenced and I felt myself

mindlinked me. I followed where he looked. In

I saw a woman who vaguely resemble Matilda. Even for my wolf sight,

a man. I assumed it would be Finlay’s brother. I had expected some resemblance,

spent all his time lifting weights. Where Finlay was tall, lean and powerful,

and I could see all of them except three were men and all of

and the others felt like you didn’t fit in,’ I couldn’t help

of an ideal warrior. I see Martin’s sister is in the group as well,’ he linked. I

guessed was Martin’s sister. They had the same hair colour. As if she could

turned around and looked back at us. She inclined her head and both Finley

her shoulder looked in our direction as well

bigger as he

the same. It didn’t take many seconds before Finlay’s brother turned around to look at

I reached for his hand and covered it

I told him. Finlay

I linked, wanting to get in on

death glares and you call him grumpy?’

this would happen.’

it has been during your Alpha meetings. You are not alone and

own.’ I reminded him. He nodded. We both tried to focus back

the wolves who performed them. It kept going for three more

finally let us go with a reminder to make sure we were ready for

and I made sure everyone in our pack stayed together. We had decided ahead of time we would go back to the

then we

stopped as one and turned in the direction of the

mother, come walking. Behind her came his brother and another male, who looked like he also

lifting heavy things. Matilda, Sam and I all joined

told the rest

smile, they

look well,” his mother said and fired off a weak smile at him. Now

I could see Finlay had got his eyes from her. But otherwise I didn’t see a resemblance

like Matilda than his own mother. His brother, on the other hand, was a spitting image