Full Moon Banquet

"He would've made a great alpha." Elder Nivane regretfully shook his head.

"With his abilities, he still might." The red-haired elder smiled and looked at the young man with appreciation and anticipation.

Sensing a hidden meaning from his words, the other elders began to pay more attention to the young warrior.

In the next few rounds, witches and faes, werebears and leopards, vampires and alpha blooded wolves intermittently took the stage, ending in the victories of the fae, werebear, and alpha warriors. Before long, the second round of the competition concluded.

"Warriors of Riverside, this is the final round of the competition. The victor of this round will become the personal guard of the Werewolf Mistress. So do your best and strive for the honor!"

"Yahhh!"

"Warrior Nate!"

"Go Hamsa! Bring honor to the Fae!"

Under the deafening cheers of the crowd, the third round began. A werebear and alpha male warrior started the first round of three. Without much suspense, the alpha bloodline