Helen's POV
I was as surprised as anyone to find that I was actually a pretty tough competitor in the next few rounds of the Wolfen Games. In each, I managed to outrun, outfight, outsmart, or otherwise outwolf the other competitors. Each day passed in a whirlwind of public competition, and ach night was spent in private ecstasy as Justin and I celebrated our wins by feasting hungrily on each other's bodies.
In no time, we reached the final rounds. In the second-to-last, we had to track and kill a specific fox. We were given a scrap of fabric that had been left in her kennel overnight, so it was rich with her scent, and whoever caught her was to be declared victor.
We began in human form, but once I was away from the others, I shifted to let Joy take over. I couldn’t win without her. [A
