All of the wolves dispersed back to the changing tents and I vaguely heard the crowd cheering. I completely forgot we were being observed. I was so engrossed in the fighting, it felt like a normal training day, just with really well trained adversaries.
We walked back towards the tent and were stopped by Delta Kyle. “Good job today kid. I’m not gonna lie, I was a little worried about today. I know you have been training in your wolf form, but clearly more than I even knew.”
My wolf nods her head accepting the compliment for me. Thank you. I appreciate all your help. I just hope it was enough to get me on their radar for when I can actually be accepted into the program.
“T don’t think that is anything you will ever have to worry about. I don’t think I am supposed to tell you this but, you went up against the most
opponents yesterday and today and got the closest to the target as a wolf today.”
There’s no way! I was watching some of these guys fight. It was crazy. And there has to be people that got just as close today, I was so far from the target and I didn’t even engage until the very end when they cornered me.
He just shook his head. “Nope, but I think your tent is clear and you have some friends who want to celebrate your success with you. Go change. I’ll see you at the pack house.”
I turned around to see that almost everyone had cleared out of the arena and I had an even bigger appreciation for Delta Kyle. He knows I keep my
scars to myself and gave me the excuse to not have to change in the excited tent with others, where I would more than likely be cornered and asked a ton of questions. He does it all without pushing for more information, even though I know it bothers him to not know what is really going on.
I change quickly and head out the gates of the arena and get immediately thrown into the air. I have no idea what is going on, but I am weightless
with my hair wrapped around my face so I can’t see up from down. Then a pair of warm, calloused hands grab me and a familiar salty ocean scent wraps around me.
Sam.
“Holy sh*t, Little Bit! I thought yesterday was amazing, but I don’t think I have ever seen you move that fast. You’ve been holding out on us.” He pouts a little at me.
“Alright, put her down so we can share her.” Sierra giggles.
Sam places me on my feet and she wraps me in a tight hug. “There were a couple times there I was actually afraid for your safety. That was harder to watch than yesterday. I don’t like being on the sidelines at all.”
She lets out an amused huff, but there is something else there I can’t quite place.
I don’t have time to dwell on her meaning as my brother grabs me up in a hug. “You should have heard dad’s reaction when I explained which wolf
was you. I don’t know if I have heard him cuss that much in my life and most of it was at me and Delta Kyle. I don’t think he believed that you could shift.”
He places me down in front of Oliver, who says nothing, but hugs me tightly and buries his nose in my neck inhaling deeply. He steps back and the
twins do the same. Again, actions I don’t totally understand, but I don’t get the chance to think about them when Xander walks up.
“That was amazing!” he grabs each of my shoulders in his massive hands and stares down at me. “I have never seen our top warriors have real
competition outside their own circle. You were incredible!” He pulls me in for a quick hug, then pushes me out toa safe arm’s length distance when a low growl sounds behind me. “You went against each warrior that travels with my dad and mom personally! They heard about you yesterday and asked to join in.”
That was news none of us expected to hear. It was all such a blur though, I couldn’t pick the wolves I fought out of a line up if I tried. Still in Xander’s hands I turned to look at the guys, “Can we go eat please? I am starving!”
