Solstice Howl

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They call it mutt fights. Where ring leaders cast humans into an arena with trained, feral wolves from the wild, not werewolves, but wolves you'd find out in the Forest.

The irony, that the beasts cast us to fight with their own brothers, and dare to insinuate that we are the mutts.

I painfully thought of Carter, I knew he could hold on his own in a fight. But, last time I saw him, he was malnourished and mentally unhinged.

They couldn't possibly expect him to fight in that condition!

It's just... inhuman!

Kinda the point.

I clutched the bars with renewed energy, "The hell? Since when do they send humans out there to fight?"

Carter had once told me of wolves fighting werewolves for the fun of it, not exactly 'to the death', per se, but just to exhibit strength.

You know, werewolves and their pride.

Dean smiled almost... sadistically, "As a form of entertainment."

I thought back angrily to Luka and I's conversation, of him claiming that Carter would not be harmed until the verdict of my people.

And they couldn't have possibly been persecuted in the short span of time since our talk.

So, he lied to me.

"Dammit." I muttered to myself,

It's what you get for trusting a beast.

A little piece of me withered at the thought of him lying to me, betrayal like a sharp dagger piercing from the inside of me.

I clutched at my chest, disturbed at the fact that I even care.

That can change- will change.

But, can you trust Nala? What if it's a trap?

It wasn't entirely impossible that she would tell on me to Luka, and for me to be trialed for attempting to break a bond, which is punishable by being collared.

When a mate threatens the bond at any given time, the other is entitled to collaring them according to law.

I shivered in pure disgust at the thought of that mongrel placing a hand around my neck.

"Oi, Silver." The abnormally large Dean peered at me in earnest, "I need to get out of here soon. I'm going crazy."

A caged wolf, pacing in his most damming place.

Why should you help this man? You can just leave him.

I know I'm right, he can't be trusted just by the looks of him, his species added on to it is reason in itself.