Chapter 183

Judy’s POV

As I run back to the arena in wolf form, I see Tabby fighting with Chuck; there aren't a lot more fighters, so this was my chance to really show them what I got. Chuck was significantly bigger than the rest of us, including the remaining guys and Tabby was tiny in comparison. She fought with him fiercely though, using her sword as an extra shield as he went off on her.

She dodged and counter-attacked like a pro. I saw she had cuts on her legs and torso, indicating a tough fight. I wondered if they were from Chuck.

She attempted to dodge another attack, but this time he anticipated her move and counter attacked. He had her pinned to the ground in a heartbeat and his own sword raised above her head, his eyes dark with intentions.

She screamed again, fear in her eyes. She struggled to reach for her white flag, but it didn’t seem to matter. He was about to kill her without any mercy. I let out a fierce growl as I lunged at him, my canines digging into his ankles, making him yelp in pain. He whipped around, attempting to get me with his sword, but he missed by a hair, and I dug my teeth even deeper into his ankle.

He attempted to throw me off, but I was relentless and let out another furious growl.

Tabby managed to wiggle out from beneath Chuck and grab her own sword. Instead of cutting him with the blade end of the sword, she swung the metal handle at his hand, making him fall backwards with a giant welt on his head.

At that point, I finally released him, tasting his blood that coated my canines and dripped off my fur.

I was still pent up and pissed; I bared my teeth at him. He immediately shifted into his large wolf and lunged at me; his injuries long forgotten as his wolf quickly worked to heal him. He had me pinned to the ground for a minute, taking me off guard, but I snapped my teeth in his face and got hold of his neck. I might be small, but I was fast, unpredictable and my teeth were sharp.

He also got a hold of my neck at the same time; he was strong, so he was able to lift me up, forcing me to release my own hold on him. He whipped me around, making the crowd gasp. I could only imagine how it must have looked. He tossed me away like I was nothing but trash.

I flew through the air, landing on the ground with a thud. I winced in pain as I felt something snapping out of place in my shoulder.

I lifted my head to see Tabby now shifting and lunging at Chuck; a few others were also joining in on the fight. There weren’t many left, which meant this competition was about to end just as soon as only one competitor remained.

I tried to gather my thoughts and willpower; I needed my wolf to hurry and heal me a little so I can continue on with this fight.

I glanced out into the stadium and my eyes immediately found Gavin’s; my heart lurched at the sight of him. The heartache I had felt all night came rushing back to me and even my wolf whimpered in despair. He was standing tall, his eyes glued on me. They were dark and filled with what seemed like worry and concern.

It only infuriated me more. Who did he think he was? He had no right to worry about me after he just spent a passionate night with another woman. A low growl escaped my throat as I glared at Gavin, making him frown. My anger only fueled me even further as I turned away and focused my attention back to the fight.

There were only a few people left, one other wolf, Tabby, Chuck, and—

Just as the thought came to me, an arrow flew through the sky and struck the random wolf down. The others didn’t seem to notice, but I did. I quickly got out of the way as Sherry readied another arrow, pointing it directly at Tabby.

I roared for Tabby to get out of the way; but she was too preoccupied with Chuck. She didn’t notice the arrow flying straight towards her leg… not until it was too late.

She growled and hissed in pain as she fell to the ground. Taking that as an opportunity, Chuck plunged his sword into her stomach, making me scream out in wolf form.

I ran towards her, tears threatening my eyes, but my view was blocked by Chuck’s giant wolf who came running at me in return. I was furious and scared for my friend; I wanted Chuck’s blood on my hands. I snapped at him, taking fur into my mouth and pulling out of his skin, making his hiss in pain, which came out strange in wolf form.

We fought for a while; both of us got some easy shots in. I mainly dodged the attacks he made on me, and I ran around him, hoping to tire him out. Part of being small meant I had more stamina than the larger wolves.

The medics were on the field quickly with their armor, shielding themselves from the fight. They were here to collect the injured, including Tabby. My heart lurched when I saw them lifting her on a stretcher from the corner of my eyes.

Sherry soon joined the fight, her bow and arrow in hand; she was still in human form and looked fierce. Her eyes were wild, and it made my heart hammer in my chest, wondering what it was she was planning.

She was now standing beside Chuck, both of them staring daggers at me. Chuck shifted and he said something to Sherry who nodded, a slow grin spreading across her lips. They were friends, so I knew they were going to team up against me and take me out. I didn’t stand a chance, they were incredible fighters, and they were allies. When it came down to it, it’ll be them competing for the prize and I would be left in the dirt.

I took a staggered step away from them, my eyes darting between the two of them as they both stepped towards me, their eyes fierce and determined.

Without any other thought, I tried to run past them and towards the weaponry room; if I could grab a weapon, any weapon, maybe I would stand a chance in my human form. My heart raced as my small wolf form managed to get past them, Chuck cursing as he was about to shift and hunt me down.

But then, to my shock, I heard him howl in pain and horror.

I turned as I continued running, shocked to find that Sherry had shot him with an arrow right in his chest, just missing his heart by a hair. Any closer, it would have pierced his heart, killing him.

She stood over him, readying another arrow. He looked up at her, pain striking his features and his eyes shining with betrayal.

She said something to him that I missed, just before she shot another arrow into his shoulder, keeping him pinned to the ground even further and in even more pain.

He howled out again, the sound echoing throughout the arena and shaking the ground.

She started to ready another arrow and pointed it directly at his head; his eyes were wide as he studied her face, understanding dawning on him.

He finally let his body relax, the look of defeat crossing his face. He glanced at his pants that lay on the ground a bit away from him and pointed to them. Without hesitation, Sherry went to his pants and dug around the pocket until she uncovered the white flag.

“I surrender…” Chuck whispered.

Satisfied, Sherry turned her attention to me; it was down to us. We were the only two left in the competition. The medics came out to collect Chuck who was cursing the whole time.

I went into the weaponry and grabbed some knives before shifting back into my human form. I left my clothes in the forest, so I was forced to be naked for this round.

I ran out of the weaponry with the knives, completely naked, but not caring at that moment. I swear I heard a dark growl coming from the stadium, but I shook my head; it had to have been my imagination.

“Guess it’s you and me,” Sherry said with a grin as she readied another arrow. “Hope you are prepared.”

She released the arrow, and it went towards me at lightning speed, but I was faster and dodged it with ease, flipping my body away from it like I was some kind of cheerleader. She continued releasing arrow after arrow, almost running out. I continued dodging them and flipping all around her.

She let out a growl of frustration. I took one of the knives and threw it at her during one of my flips, catching her off guard completely. It landed in her ankle, and she cried out in pain as she fell to the ground, blood splattering everywhere.

I threw another knife at her, landing myself in front of her, the knife plunged into her shoulder. She circled out, her eyes wild as she attempted to pull it out and throw it back at me. Her throw was weak though and filled with pain; I was able to catch the knife easily.

She shifted into her wolf form, her wounds not fully healed, and lunged at me. I was quick on my feet and recovered her bow and arrow, grabbing a couple bows off the ground and readying them.

Just as she lunged at me through the air, her teeth elongated, ready to dig into me, I released the arrow, watching it plunge right next to her heart.

Her angry elongated teeth immediately retracted, and she fell to the ground, completely unconscious.

The entire stadium was silent…