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.

of sharp teeth. There was only one hope of survival

bear whirled around closed in for the kill, outrage roared through my soul at being cornered for bloodsport. If Mila wanted a

its enormous claws. Then, I leaped with my fangs bared, aiming to grapple

thought-no, I didn't want to kill. This wasn't me...

fur as the

bear's enormous paw connected with my shoulder, hurling me across the blackened floor. Agonized gasps echoed from the spectators above, but there was no time

wide open and dripping with saliva. He was

followed blurred into an endless flurry of claws and fangs, offense versus defense in a frenzy to simply survive. My

"Blood! Bathe

metallic tang coating my muzzle until I could no longer differentiate mine from my

now gushing what felt like rivers of blood from deep lacerations. My vision swam as the pain mounted beyond anything I had endured before even the torture beneath

one misstep meant disembowelment by the tireless beast intent on destroying me. And if I had any chance, even a flicker of a chance, at

the one who destroyed him

the writhing chaos, Mila's piercing cries prodded at my overflowing fury: "Fight for me!" she cried out. "Prove your worth, my

carry it skidding past me. Before it could regain balance I seized its exposed nape, clamping down with an immense strength fueled entirely by nothing

between my canines. The grizzly's choked bellows rang out, matching the spectators' fevered screams... And then its immense body crashed down, twitching before it

sweat and gore. Heaving raggedly, I knew I had survived the impossible clash. But at a devastating

part of me had loved

with blood now beneath my palms. What little strength

needed

bear's carcass that laid before me began to ripple, blurring until it became a bloodied naked man splayed out on the tiles. Of course this was no regular bear; he had been a shifter, just like me. There was a man under there, and I had

belief by my unwilling

although I didn't know what it was; but something in me roiled as

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