Chapter 0699

Enzo

My eyes locked onto the enormous bear that was now thundering toward me, six-hundred pounds of snarling fury and dagger-length claws. The deafening roar that escaped the bear's throat almost seemed to shake the very stone beneath my paws.

Every instinct screamed to brace for impact as the grizzly charged at me.

"What the hell?" I thought to my wolf. "How—"

"Don't even question it," my wolf commanded. "Just don't get killed, dammit!"

My wolf was right; there was no time for speculation or awe. There was a wild beast hurtling toward me, reading to kill. Taking in a sharp breath, I lunged out of the way just before the bear collided with me. Up above, the vicious cries erupted from the crowd and caught my momentary attention.

"Rip his throat!"

"Flay the mongrel!"

I didn't know which one of us they were cheering for-me or the bear.

Nonetheless, I filtered out the madness of the crowd, my frenzied thoughts strategizing escape routes desperately feint left then sprint right for the gate, which was still open? No, I could never outpace this monster in this wide open

arena.

"Kill him! Kill him!" the crowd cheered menacingly.

lip curling back to reveal a row of sharp teeth. There was only one hope of survival now: I needed

around closed in for the kill, outrage roared through my soul at being cornered for bloodsport. If

lunged at me, narrowly evading the kill-swipe of its enormous claws. Then, I leaped with my fangs bared, aiming to grapple the

panicked instinct hijacked any rational thought-no, I didn't want to

fur as the

the blackened

maw wide open and dripping with

flurry of claws and fangs, offense versus defense in a frenzy to simply

"Blood! Bathe the floors

they wanted; blood soon slicked the black obsidian tiles, its metallic tang coating

deep lacerations. My vision swam as the pain mounted beyond anything I had endured before even the torture

by the tireless beast intent on destroying me. And if I had any chance, even a flicker of a chance, at getting out of here

I had to be the one who destroyed

fury: "Fight

me. Before it could regain balance I seized its exposed nape, clamping

grizzly's choked bellows

knew I had survived the impossible clash. But at a devastating cost that was now carved into my soul forever. I had killed in the most primal,

of me

blood now beneath my palms. What little strength I had was gone now; my wolf was spent. The cries of the crowd faded into

I needed to

on the tiles. Of course this was no regular bear; he had been a shifter,

back at me, his body destroyed beyond all belief by my unwilling attacks. Hot revulsion bubbled up in my throat as

I didn't know what it was; but something

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