The tiger skirted her way closer to Sloane, and when she was between both wolves, she lunged the opposite way.
I took a step forward, ready to jump the rope in front of me.
Baylor stepped in my path, shoving me back as he said, “You can’t. That’s not against the rules. I know what you’re thinking, and I get it. But there are four in the ring, two versus two.”
Briggs’ black wolf hurried to our mate as the tiger landed on her back. The mountain lion maneuvered his smaller body under my kitten, going for her throat.
But Sloane had anticipated the move.
She shifted quickly, landing flat on her stomach against the ground. She rolled out from under the tiger before it had time to latch onto her.
Briggs sprang into action, knocking the tiger away, and Sloane was back in wolf form before the feline hit the ground.
Sloane was done playing with the mountain lion. When he rushed toward her again, she didn't give him a chance to change his mind. She snapped her jaw shut around the sensitive skin of his neck, and yanked her head back, pulling his throat out.
Blood coated the face of her silver wolf, and her green eyes grew darker as her demon surged to the surface. She needed to hang onto her control. I was sure that using any portion of her demonic power was against the rules of these challenge fights.
The black wolf rammed into the tiger, completely losing his shit over the dirty attack against his mate. Briggs didn’t just go for the jugular. He split the tiger’s belly open, yanking intestines out and slinging them around the makeshift ring.
A clear warning for all the shifters around.
They wouldn’t survive if they fucked with his mate.
I couldn’t agree more.
The last two opponents approached the ropes. The lion didn’t appear as confident as he had earlier. Anna’s brown wolf form vibrated with rage.
It didn’t take an idiot to figure out that Anna was going to attack Sloane.
My kitten took the defense, turning her body to keep the other she-wolf within her sight.
They were waiting each other out.
Anna was hoping Sloane would break first.
“Her mind is filled with static,” Blaire whispered.
“That's new,” Palmer mused. “Wonder when she took the drug? How long do you think it takes to affect the mind?”
“Sloane isn’t planning to attack her,” Novak commented. “She wants to call her out in front of the faction alphas. Everyone is outraged about the drug use and the deaths of all the shifters. Sloane is going to make an example out of her.”
Meanwhile, Briggs had lost his fucking cool. He was so incensed that we were all waiting for him to start foaming at the mouth.
21
Briggs
Saturday, June 6th
Night
I’d felt fury before, but nothing like I had tonight.
That fucking tiger.
If I could rip her open again, I would do more than hurtle her innards into the throngs of shifters as a warning.
I was still losing my fucking mind when Anna crossed the ropes with a lion on her heels.