Chapter 9
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Arora’s POV
I decided to ignore my mother’s last message and focused on this exam. The moderate class was up next, it was almost as big as the reserve class, but the fights went quickly, these wolves were built for scouting more than fighting, but were good enough to be kept out of the reserves.
Then came the Elite class. When it came to the final bracket, Serenity had already placed third having kicked Matthew’s ass, that was a sweet match to watch. Galen and Kian were so evenly matched that they finally called a tie after thirty minutes of fighting.
As they were cleaning up the arena floor for our class Darien leaned over. “You know, it’s actually good that you didn’t take Matt as your mate.”
I’m confused so naturally I ask. “Why?”
He looks over at Matt in the medical tent, Serenity had caved in his face during their fight “Because he’s weak as fuck
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I laugh, it’s the first time since being rejected that I felt that I was indeed fortunate. “I hope your mate doesn’t hate me for what I’m about to do to you,” I
tell him.
“Just don’t cave in my face and I think she’ll be good.” he laughs.
Ok pretty boy I’ll leave your face intact…mostly.” I laugh at his feigned look of hurt as he dramatically clutches his chest. “You wound me, Dr. Heartsong, how will I attract my mate if my face is messed up.” laughing I tell him You’ll just have to use your other…attributes.” Now we’re both laughing, then the
announcer comes over to the speaker.
THE FINAL TOURNAMENT OF THE HUMAN FIGHTING PORTION OF THE TRAINING EXAM WILL BE THE ALPHA CLASS He waits for the cheers to die down, everyone wants to see these battles.
The board lights up with the only seven people in the Alpha class, each of us from one of the seven main families, only I wasn’t representing the Northmountain’s that’ll be for my cousin, I had changed my name. The Heartsong’s surname ended two generations ago. I brought it back when I changed
my name.
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WE HAVE SEVEN FIGHTERS IN THIS YEARS ALPHA CLASS, I’LL READ THE NAME FROM LOWEST TO HIGHEST RANKING I can feel eyes on me, I look over and it’s Sarah, she’s glaring with angry disbelief in my direction. GARRETT SHADOWTAIL, MASON NORTHMOUNTAIN, JAMISON BLACKFIRE, JAXON
MOUNTAINMOVER, LEXUS STONEMAKER, DARIEN MOONSTAR, AND ALORA HEARTSONG
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With each of our names read, a full–body picture was shown of us in our human form, and next to it, was one of our wolves. Darien showed him posed leaning onto a wall with his left elbow, hand, and fingers combing the longer top part of his hair back, showing the shaved sides, his face tilted up, his almond–shaped, amber–colored, cinnamon–rimmed eyes, sparkling with mischief.
A devilish grin showing white teeth, his other hand on his hip. His wolf was large, a black wolf with gray frosting on the tips of his fur, he was posed sitting
and had a large toothy grin on his muzzle.
My picture showed me in my favorite fighter’s pose, my arms up, head down, my violet eyes glittering, a smirk on my mouth. I was wearing a purple sports bra and short black sports shorts, showing off my tan skin and fit muscular body, with all my dips and curves, I had to admit I looked really good in that picture.
My wolf was in an attack pose, a snarl showing all her long sharp teeth, her white fur glowing, black edging the tips of her ears, the black crescent moon and star marking on her hip, the tip of her tail dipped in black. My wolf looked beautiful and fierce. This was the picture Darien had tricked me into taking,
saying “What could it hurt?”
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For the first time, I felt pride in being on display, making me glad Darien had me take it. I looked strong, and despite what my parents and sister said, I knew I was beautiful, and my wolf was absolutely gorgeous. I could feel Xena preening on the inside, felt her own pride at how her image showcased her as
fierce on screen.
Next to me, Darien said. ‘Maaaaan does she look pissed, bet your parents are too, yep…yep they are too.” I looked to where Sarah was sitting and she and the rest of her posse had jealous fury on their faces. I then look up to where my parents are and they’re glaring at my picture, if looks alone could set shit on fire, that billboard would be toast.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
