All Chapters of The Gladiator Wolf King - Book 3: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

MIKE I walked out of the pack house we were staying at. We had traveled east, following my gut and wolf’s instincts, and had ended up at the Cheregwen Pack, located only a few miles from the coast and their packs docks. Cheregwen had one the largest ports for import and export trade and the Alpha, Jonathan Price had been more than accommodating. I had been for an early morning run, Duke, my wolf needed to expel some energy and I agreed, we both still had so much pent-up adrenaline. I had hoped we would find something once we got here, but in the two days the three of us had been here, there was nothing. No gut feeling. Even though we were still a few miles off from the ocean, I could still detect the salt that hung in the breeze that floated in from the east. The scent carried from the ocean and the smell of seafood could just be noted. On any other given day as beautiful as today, being this close to the ocean I would have happily skipped my duties and taken a drive down the beac

KELLEN The days had passed by slowly and I understood why prisoners would make tally marks in the cells to count the days. I had no idea how long I had been here, three, maybe four weeks? It was two days until the opening day when the Gladiator games would begin. That much I knew. 28 days of challenges. 28 days of fighting to survive. When Teal explained the specifics of the month-long games, he told us how we wouldn’t just be fighting each other but slaves or volunteers from surrounding packs, their champions. Currently, Teal was considered the Alphas champion, but we would be facing other challenges. He gave examples of past competitions but he couldn’t say for sure what we were to expect as it was different every year. Our slave barracks were large and could house around 25-30 men, there were around 26 holed up in here with me. Over the past week, the guards had allowed us to exercise and train in the common area. Each day I had woken up before sunrise and began a round of ex

Gladiator Games Day 1 KELLEN Earlier in the morning, we had been given another new pair of shorts. They were the same off-white linen-cotton as the other pairs. Thin and lightweight, and barely came down to the top of my thigh. I looked down at them, they reminded me of an adult diaper. Yet these were almost see-through and held nothing in place. I found out we would not be fighting today. Instead, we would be presented to the crowd and brought before the Alpha. After that, they had a small show and then the Alpha’s and surrounding pack Alpha’s champions would put on a fight, to showcase their strength. I wasn’t nervous, more like anxious. Conri had been bouncing around in my head all morning, eager to get in the arena. I had to tell him several times to calm down and when I asked him what his problem was he just got more excited and paced. At this point, he was giving me a headache and I had to block him out. I wanted to stay alert and he was breaking my concentration. It was un

LAMIA “Can we trust what he has told us?” Abner asked as we sat in Mathias's office. “I trust him.” I said, “So far Finn has not shown any signs of lying, and he has been more than cooperative.” “Yet he still had the balls to make demands,” Mathias grunted from his chair, he was sitting behind his desk and I was pacing back and forth. We had questioned Finnegan, and true to himself he had told us everything. From, his mother not dying, when Orion claimed, but many years later after she birthed another child from Orion. A daughter who was 5 years younger than Finnegan, and had been locked away since she was 15 years old, To how when Orion did kill Finn’s mother, he left her corpse to rot in the cell with her daughter. He told us about the inhibitor chips Orion’s bitch, Shayna, had invented. He knew how they worked but he didn’t know how they were made or how to deactivate them, which is why we sent for Damon. Who was currently with Xander trying to figure the thing out? We showed

DAY 7 OF THE GAMES TALA It had been a week since I last laid eyes on my mate. I hated the games, but each day I went in hopes of catching a glimpse of him. Each day I watched as men fought and men died to entertain the higher ranks. All our Gladiators were slaves, whereas the visiting packs' Gladiators were volunteers or criminals who were condemned to the games. Only a few other Alphas had slaves in their packs and they were the ones who were closely allied with my father. Each day I had been escorted by Jack the bear and Oliver his wolf. I was told they would be staying by my side until my father paid them what was owed to them for delivering the Wolf Prince. It made my skin crawl whenever Jack and Olive were near me. The way they looked at me like I was their next meal, a platter of meat ready to be feasted on had my stomach in knots. I put on a brave face, not letting them see how badly they affected me and scared me. Today I wore a simple light blue summer dress that hung ju