My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

“Now that you are all in your groups” Warrior Nickloas calls out, “We will send you to your designated area. Once there we will pair you at random to

spare one on one, two on one and wolf to human. Listen for instructions, the pace will go quickly. You will be ranked on many different aspects, but

most of all your ability to not get submitted by your opponent. From there we will combine the groups, put you in order of rank and spar again, once

that round is complete we will make our first round of cuts, then the gauntlet. Alright, let’s go.” sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

A hand shoots up from the crowd over in the 20-30 year old group. “When will we break for meals during all of this?” A high male voice asks and I

have to fight an eye roll.

“You won’t, this is not a leisure training, you are about to fight for your life. If you are not prepared to do that, the gate to the spectators is that way.”

Warrior Nickolas turns and walks away without another word or to see if Wimpy sticks around or not.

Alow murmur comes over all the contestants. I figured as much, you don’t get breaks and days off as

meant by packs

areas. The crowd

blocking them from the rest of the crowd. The Alpha, Luna,

the top row, with two soldiers sitting behind the ALpha King. The rest of our pack’s ranked members are sitting in the

the very front row

in front of where

separating them is the three foot wall behind her. I just roll my

us off. My first opponent is a guy

size.

just nod in

what I am actually capable

Arms are flying, legs kicking, bodies being thrown

is screaming or shouting in pain, no true warrior would do that, but there are lots of

with my first opponent, who is big and very strong, but not fast