62. Blind

Dale

He’d noticed when Gemma took a walk with Elder Stuart, knowing that the man was probably talking with her. He was the closest thing he had to a real father considering his biological father’s distaste for him, so he trusted him with much more than he would most other wolves.

Their fights had continued until he and Malcolm found themselves facing each other in the final match. He considered conceding, but he could see the challenge in Malcolm’s wolfish face. The male would be offended if he stepped down, now.

So they fought. It was his first challenging battle for the day and though Malcolm was not as fit or strong as he was, he certainly was much smarter during their fight than the other opponents had been. He didn’t just rush in with brute strength; all his attacks and defenses were calculated moves. He wouldn’t mind sparring with him regularly as a change from his usual training. They might arrange it, once he’s settled in as the alpha of his childhood pack that was co