Heather heard the crowd going wild as another creature joined her. She smelled the air and knew without a doubt the wolf that was in the fight cage with her was a shifter.

This wasn’t a wild animal.

She turned her head and looked straight into its eyes. The open scars that decorated his body were clear. This shifter had been fighting for its life.

The noise of the stadium seemed to all become a blur.

“You’re not wild.” The words whispered across her mind, and she quickly stood on all ...