Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 11 

I look across the arena. And the introverted wolf that hid in a hoddie and baggy track pants is gone. In her place is a fierce warrior. I was in the crowd when she was rejected. My cousins had stepped in. I couldn‘t figure out why at first till I talked to them. What came out of that conversation was that this was a she–wolf who deserved better than what she had been handed. As I look at her now I realize that what I had seen before was a she wolf hiding who she truly was. This magnificent fighter before me was the real wolf. 

She was going to kick my ass. But it would be my honor to battle her. She had a fierce aura that screamed Alpha. After this I hope she would accept my pledge of friendship. The bell dings and the battle begins. It was over quickly, she had been fierce. Taking no quarter, proving she was the best fighter. And I felt joy at having been defeated by such a strong person. Right before I black out. 18 

Sarah‘s POV 

My blood is boiling with fury. How dare she show me up. How was she in the Alpha class. How dare she try to steal Matt from me. That 

little bitch would pay. My parents were mad at me. They wanted to know why I wasn‘t in at least the elite fighter. Uh hello, I didn‘t want to break my nails, and all the sweating and running, ugh, so not pretty. Also I didn‘t like pain. I loved to give it though. And I would give it to her. (2 

I‘ll have daddy chain her to the post in the basement again. By the time I‘m through with her she‘ll never think to show me up again. And how dare she change her name without permission. Didn’t she know that she humiliated our parents publicly. They were also going to make her regret her decision. I hope they kicked her out. After I‘m done with her first though. 

I look for Matt in the stands. But he‘s not looking at me. Serenity had caved in his face, I knew from experience that hurt, but he healed faster than I did, so all that‘s left is a lot of really ugly bruising. I had been in pain and unable to show my face for three days. I try to get his attention but he‘s still not looking at me. He‘s looking at the billboard with my sister‘s picture. 

The slut was practically naked. Stupid bitch wasn‘t even covering up her horrible dark skin. And that wolf of hers, what was with those 

wolf. God she needs to lose weight. And someone should tell her a snarl was horribly unattractive. But Matt is looking at that picture with sadness and

That bitch should go to hell! This time I‘ll make sure she has scars. I‘m going to carve her face with a silver knife. I‘ll put silver in the tails of the

at her like he wants her. This only makes me seethe. My fists

about me. Me! I‘m their Princess! The only one that matters. Before long the battle is over and she‘s declared the winner. What?! I look up at the board

Matt‘s POV 

of what I thought was good sex. And all the things Sarah told me. But I should have been thinking with my head and listening to my wolf instead of following my

board, lists her as First Rank Alpha

stir in me. “Will you listen

to love and appreciate like I should have Alora.” I watch Alora as she descends, she looks

have been. “I hope the next one the Goddess choses for her truly deserves her.” I look over at Sarah, the stupidest reason I had for rejecting the glorious she–wolf. And I see her glaring in a poisonous fury at Alora. “I don‘t like the look on her face.” I say

away from Alora.” he growls not liking the Idea. “I also think it‘s time I talk to Darien. He was right all those years ago.” sick to my stomach but resigned to my

see Darien using his phone to record the battle. The bell rings, bringing my attention back to the two opponents. She moved fast, a blur of speed and grace going in

flying back body spinning, he lands face down before rolling to the

for the other wolf to get back up, he runs in her direction and she‘s off again with all that speed going at

now tagging as her fighters stance. She waits. Her opponent doesn‘t move. She‘s declared the winner, she hadn‘t even broken a sweat, she wasn‘t breathing hard. She had moved from her fighters stance and was now standing proud, shoulders back, spine straight, head held high, her eyes still glittering