The WICKED Games

The WICKED Games

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Imagine if your best friend Newt and yourself were sent as tributes to fight in a huge Maze/Arena representing your faction. The thing is, I don't have to pretend. I'm already there. ~Alby.
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"Not another mate." I cried to myself as I did the most looked down upon thing for my kind. I brushed myself under my alphas neck... protecting him. This is how the mates female would act."Hold Luna back." I order the few friends I had.. and they did. they didn't understand at first. but it soon clicked.

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