The speed at which the other contestants belted off the line had Maddie’s eyes flying wide. The moment her father started the race, a rush of air pushed into her side as the wolves all launched off the starting line. She was right behind them, propelling herself forward into the fray, but was already a few steps back from those with the fastest reactions. The contestants all clumped into one group, and she saw elbows flying around as they jostled to get to the front. The commotion slowed them down giving her a chance to catch up. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of movement heading towards her. She flinched, mid stride, unable to avoid the blow, but it never reached her. Instead, a hand intercepted the stray elbow that belonged to none other than Ryan, Daniel’s lackey. Her eyes narrowed to a glare on him, but his attention was on the wolf who had grabbed his arm. With a simple flick of the wrist, he was thrown away and sent stumbling into Nala, whose snarl was any
For the entirety of the second lap, Maddie didn’t see another contestant. The small embers of hope, that she’d catch up to them at the cliffs, died the moment she headed towards the peak point of the island with none of her opponents in sight. Heat stung behind her eyes, but the sea breeze brushed away any tears that managed to escape. Her plan to use the terrain to her advantage had failed. She had underestimated the warriors' ability to adapt to the rocky cliff side and had now been left behind. She was going to lose. Maddie could already feel the upcoming defeat weighing in her bones, trying to coax her to stop and give up. It was tempting. When her chances of passing the trial had effectively dropped to zero, why should she have to keep going? She imagined the faces of all the contestants watching her finish the race long after them. She could already see Daniel’s sneer and the pity in Lewis’ eyes. She didn’t want to face that, let alone the hundreds of Silver Moon wolves watchi
Every step hurt, each breath was a wheeze, and, every moment, Maddie had to resist the urge to look over her shoulder. She was certain she would see the Golden Claw warrior hot on her heels and ready to steal her place in the next round. Her muscles were burning, threatening each step to be her last, but they kept her going down the southern side of the island and across the beach. Hope clenched in her chest as her feet touched grass again and she began the final climb to the finish line. The end was in sight and so was her victory. It burst with renewed strength in her heart, flooding her veins with the energy to keep going. A grin spread across her lips, daring to believe the chance Jess had given her had paid off and that she was about to cross the finish line as the last contestant to pass the speed trial. It was really going to happen. She was going to do it and survive another day of the Alpha Games, and be one step closer to freedom. As the first sprinkling of Silver Moon w
The roar that lifted from the crowd was deafening. It vibrated through Maddie’s bones, filling her with the support of her packmates. Lewis was the first to pull her into a crushing hug and she couldn’t help but laugh. Relief swelled in her. She had truly done it. She had made through the speed trial. Yes, with a lot of help from Jess and only by the skin of her teeth, but she had done it all the same. As her father listed the other successful wolves, most of the crowd weren’t listening. She was passed between them; being pulled into hugs, her hand being shaken, her cheeks being pinched. It was a whirl wind of faces and smiles, and she was lost in the excitement, letting it swirl within her. Maddie was on cloud 9. The adrenaline of the final lap was finally burning off, leaving her with a heady exhaustion. She only just managed to hear the placing of the other wolves. Surprisingly, Lewis didn’t come first like she expected he would. That place was awarded to the Grey Stone wolf, wh
“Goddess, you owe me big time.” Jess groaned. Maddie agreed, though she couldn’t quite understand her friend’s constant grumbling. Not with her feet resting on her man’s lap while he massaged them and cooed at her. It was sickening to watch, and Maddie had to wonder how Jess had managed to wrap the warrior around her finger so soon. Erik didn’t seem to mind. He looked at Jess with a warmth in his eyes that was sweet to see. Every time she saw it, Jess flushed, and Maddie couldn’t help but smile at the pair. However, when Jess complained about her aching feet, Maddie wanted to thump her. She had pushed herself hard the day before, and the blisters on her feet were a testament to her efforts. A day on, a hot bath and twelve hours of sleep later, and they still hummed their discomfort like she was constantly walking over a bed of nettles. She was certain her feet were in a worse condition but, unlike her moaning counterpart, they weren’t getting the same loving treatment. She had
As the tang of blood began to thicken the air, Maddie’s stomach dropped. She picked up the pace, now drawn to swell of noise coming from a couple of streets over. Her feet slapped on the paved ground, the cold night air whipping past her face, her breath blowing like steam from her lips. Her speed was as frantic as her heart, her only comfort was knowing Michael was beside her, keeping pace. She wasn’t alone. She had never heard a noise like that in the streets of Silver Moon. Only once before she had heard a shout so full of pain and terror, but her father had kept her shielded from the horror that had caused it that night. He wasn’t there to protect her now, though she couldn’t help but feel like a young pup again, fear pounding through her veins as she trawled her memory to place the voice and pray that whoever it was was okay. When Maddie turned the last corner, she saw a growing crowd of wolves all standing at the entrance to an alley. Gasps and small shouts rose from them,
Maddie cast her gaze along the breakfast table, eyeing each of the contestants. There was a tension riddled between everyone that morning, suspicious glances thrown left, right and centre as they ate in uncomfortable silence. Even Ryan and Mark kept their mouths shut. The uneasy truth was that one among them was a murderer, who had stabbed the Grey Stone warrior the night before and left as he bled out. The death was messy and dishonourable, and someone among them was capable of doing such a thing. There were only two wolves at that table that she knew to be innocent; Lewis and Michael. That left four others as suspects, if Lewis was right that one of the contestants was responsible. It made sense, but Maddie was struggling to see a murderer among them. Yes, Daniel was an arsehole who enjoyed messing with her, but he also placed in the top three for the speed trial and was one of the strongest contenders to win the games. His two lackeys were another option, but with Red Dawn hav
When Maddie stormed past the warriors on the stairway of the packhouse, she knew her father would be ready for her arrival. As expected, the door to his office had been left open and she unceremoniously marched into the room, slamming the door closed behind her. The unease in her chest had grown with every step. Her father was supposed to be investigating the murder of the Grey Stone contestant, not throwing accusations at innocent wolves. “Michael didn’t do it.” She slammed her hands down on his desk, demanding his attention. Her father peered at her over his glasses. With papers in hand, he looked as if he had been working in that office all morning, and she was disturbing him, not that he had only arrived minutes before her. “Madeline, please not now. I have much to do.” He peeled off his glasses and rubbed at his eyes. The exhaustion there almost made her back down but giving him some clarity on the Dark Night heir should take one suspect off his list, narrowing his work.