Chapter 11

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After the meeting was finished, I was escorted; well dragged by my elbow, to the fresh air outside. blake began to pace in front of me, while Alpha Dallas stood calmly behind me. "belle I want you to listen to me very carefully" Blake stopped pacing and held onto my shoulders, "they don't know what you are...your strong, rare....breath taking" he held my face in his palms, rubbing the hard pad of his thumb across my cheek, "as soon as you shift, you will have the art of surprise...i want you to use this time wisely, aim to kick behind the ears, it will knock him out in no time" he brought his forehead against mine, closing his eyes "okay, alpha...your turn" I moved my head away from Blake, but he held me to his chest, "belle...you need to know what your getting yourself into" I turned my head towards him. "the fight is called B-T-S... Or Battle Till Submission, their are no rules to how you choose to fight, as long as the opposition submits towards you. The submitting wolf will be stripped of any rank they hold. The winner will be apologised by the highest rank, which is of course the alpha from the losing wolf".

He looks elsewhere, his eyes moved as he watched something in the distance, "if the weakened wolf doesn't submit, then the battle will change... Till Death" he looked back at me once again. I couldn't understand why they were making such a fuss, I've killed rogues, I know how to defend myself. I gazed towards the crowd that was forming around the battle field, members of our pack had begun to arrive, the elders gave me a worried glance, and max avoided all eye contact.

Do they all doubt me, I'm a warrior horse. I have been through worse, this is nothing compared to my forgotten past.

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"....Run, my child, go. will be fine just run and hide" the female voice was recognisable, but who was it, who are you.

A small child begins to run through a dark field, her dirty face was marked with fallen tears, and her checks were red from exertion.

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