CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN

As Derek landed on the ground, he rolled off the wolf, not minding the sharp edges of the unleveled earth that dug into his skin, before he looked at the third person who had appeared out of nowhere.

He looked at her face for a few seconds longer not minding Sarah's wolf who was getting up on its paws. Whoever it was, he hoped the person was on their side. If not, they were doomed.

She had an oblong face, a pale white skin, short curly hair that made her look a little like a male and a scowl that had been on her face since she'd been knocked off her feet (literally) - to her surprise. She was looking at him, too, wondering what on earth he was doing down there.

"Brie?" Derek whispered barely able to contain his excitement. He knew her because she was a friend of his sister. To be more exact, an acquaintance. They had been good friends but not anymore.

She knew he was one of the three contestants chosen but things be