Helen POVEveryone was prepared for the start of the Wolfen Games except me.Or at least that was how it felt as I was walking with Justin out to the grounds for the beginning of the tournament.The arena portion of the Games was split in between female and male contenders and everyone started on the same ranking. Each pair was set up purely by chance according to the rules though I wondered how much chance was involved when I saw the pairs listed.I was placed up against Donna who was a stronger wolf -not surprising since I was the only tricolor competing- who had placed in the Wolfen Games the year before; she smirked at me as she saw me reading her name beside mine on the bracket. Justin didn't look at the listing for his match.There was little hope anyone would beat Justin in an arena match. He was enormous even as a man rather than a Lycan; a wolf form didn't have any significant advantages over him."I'm going to be within hearing range. Call for me if you need me," Justin murm
Helen's POVI was as surprised as anyone to find that I was actually a pretty tough competitor in the next few rounds of the Wolfen Games. In each, I managed to outrun, outfight, outsmart, or otherwise outwolf the other competitors. Each day passed in a whirlwind of public competition, and ach night was spent in private ecstasy as Justin and I celebrated our wins by feasting hungrily on each other's bodies.In no time, we reached the final rounds. In the second-to-last, we had to track and kill a specific fox. We were given a scrap of fabric that had been left in her kennel overnight, so it was rich with her scent, and whoever caught her was to be declared victor.We began in human form, but once I was away from the others, I shifted to let Joy take over. I couldn’t win without her. [A chase!] she rumbled happily.I marveled at how easily it came to her. We had never been hunting, as father prefered to keep me indoors. Maybe the lovemaking Justin and I got up to was affecting more tha
I waited for the killing bite, but suddenly, and without warning, the imposter wolf was turning tail and bolting from the scene. At that same instant, another figure loomed over me, and I nearly screamed again before I realized who it was. Justin, my heart, my mate, had saved me again.“Oh, my dearest,” Justin murmured, gathering me into his arms. “You need to shift so I can carry you.”In my human form, the pain in my leg was just as intense, but I could see the damage much clearer, which made it that much worse. He had torn my leg open to the bone, and it dangled uselessly from my body.“This is going to hurt, but we have to slow the bleeding,” Justin said as he pulled his shirt over his head. He was right. I was losing a lot of blood and beginning to feel woozy from it.He balled his shirt up and pressed it against the wound. I screamed again. The fact that I remained conscious was a miracle.“I know, I know,” Justin soothed, as he tied the sleeves of the shirt around my thigh, to
Justin stayed awake with me until I calmed down enough to stop crying, and then he drifted off. I tried to sleep, myself, but I couldn’t get my brain to quiet down. I kept replaying the earlier attack. How could I have been so stupid? Donna had already tried once in the same day to kill me! I should never have let my guard down.I stretched my leg a bit, testing it. The pain was still intense, but I could feel it really was already starting to heal. There was no way I would be strong enough to compete tomorrow, but still, I took some solace in feeling the healing process at work. If only there were something I could do to speed it up.I shifted a little, settling more comfortably into Justin’s arms. He didn’t wake, but I felt him tighten his hold on me. He was caring for me, protecting me, even in his sleep. I was so lucky to have him–my second chance–and I felt that winning the competition would make me, in some way, deserving of his love.As he tightened his hold, and I shifted back
I woke up with Justin’s weight on top of me. Opening my eyes, I saw him watching, smiling devilishly. “I figured one more round might be a good idea before the big match today,” he said.I couldn’t imagine I would ever want to say no to Justin, but especially not now, when every time we had sex, I could feel myself growing stronger. I would be facing my final opponent, my own sister, and I’d need all the strength he could give me if I wanted to defeat her. And I wanted to defeat her more than I wanted anything except Justin.“Yes,” I laughed. “You’re being so selfless right now. Fucking me for my own good.” He laughed too, easing into me.“My mate, you always feel so good,” I moaned. “I can’t believe I lived this long without feeling you inside me. My perfect second chance.”Justin kissed me sweetly. It was so unlike the brutal, biting way his mouth had met mine that first night together. I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him in deeper. I had never imagined that sex could be
Helen POVDiana had me pinned, my shoulders to the ground, her wolf weight holding me down. I heard King Juden begin to count, “ONE!” The crowd was in a frenzy.If this match had occurred even a week ago, it would have been over for me before it even started. It used to take me so much time to shift. But all of my and Justin’s time in bed meant I had grown into something so much more powerful than Diana could have ever imagined.“TWO!” the Alpha King bellowed. Diana threw her head back in triumph, as if she were already beginning to celebrate. But before Juden could let loose the final number, faster than anyone in the crowd could even process, I shifted, letting Joy, in all her newfound splendor, free. I flipped forward, knocking Diana back, and she yelped in surprise.Now, on all four feet, I shook myself from snout to tail, feeling my full strength as it rippled through my body. The crowd gasped in near-unison. The last time they had seen me, I was a small, unassuming, tricolor lit
Helen POV The morning was quiet. Justin moved carelessly through time as though his event wasn’t happening today. I suppose being a lycan was enough of a confidence booster for him to know that no matter the outcome, he was the favored to win. He is tantalized with the sight of me, slowly, teasingly dressing just within range of his peripherals. I was never a bold, sensual virgin but this second mate has brought a new side of me forward. I liked her, too. She was cocky and affectionate and sexy. He decided to sit on the edge of the bed, leaning back causally while I adjusted the straps of my thin tank-top before pulling them back down over my chest, then adjusting them a second time for good measure. “You’re teasing your mate,” he bit down on the words, his throaty tone palpable from across the room. “Have you not had enough, my dearest? Do you wish for more?” Joy perked at the idea of that offer. “More?” He nodded, taking to chewing on his bottom lip as I slipp
Justin’s POV The fight is my favorite part. The adrenaline, the shift, even the possible injuries. My lycan responded well to pain; too well to it at times, but I had to flicker away from the roughness he had come to enjoy with our mate these last few days. Her scent still marked me, even in this broad, muscular stance. The Game Master had called out his countdown to begin but there was hardly a waiting period. Everything moved so quick, without warning, that the shredding of skin and fur had started long before the fight was intended to. I undercut my opponent’s underbelly, latching my claws into his side and dragging it down before he managed a swipe in my general direction. It hardly hit at all, marking my wrist without a clear definition of a wound being made. My head was in a frenzy, my blood burning throughout every pulsing vein as I struck forward, sinking my teeth deep into his back before lifting to create an identical mark. He would enjoy the sight of these scars late