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Chapter 699

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.

a row of sharp teeth. There was only one hope of survival now:

cornered for bloodsport. If

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

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

snapped shut an inch from fur as the

the blackened floor. Agonized gasps echoed from the spectators above,

again instantly, his maw wide open and dripping

defense in a frenzy to simply survive. My strikes were fueled only by frantic

"Blood!

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

hours, both of us now gushing what felt like rivers of blood from deep lacerations. My vision swam as

intent on destroying me. And if I had

I had to be the one

at my overflowing fury: "Fight for me!" she cried out. "Prove your worth,

me. Before it could regain

grizzly's choked bellows rang out, matching the spectators' fevered screams... And then its immense body

sweat and gore. Heaving raggedly, I 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, savage way

of me

damp with blood now beneath my palms. What little strength I had was

needed to

a bloodied naked man splayed out on the tiles. Of course

all belief by my unwilling

them, although I didn't know what it was; but something in me roiled as I saw it, and suddenly, recognition

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