Tatum:
My wolf had been restless since she limped into the arena, with each contestant following behind her, looking at her like a meal to be feasted on.
“What is with you?” I asked my wolf, who growled, telling me she was still his mate despite my bad choices with Maddie. But I don’t feel that. I feel the need to protect her as my queen, yes. But as my mate? No.
“Nervous?” Maddie asked, wrapping her warm arms around my waist and laying her little head on my shoulders.
“Yes,” I admitted.
“Don’t be. Ivy seems like she knows what she is doing. She seems like an extraordinary leader. She wouldn’t walk into those games thinking she wouldn’t come back out, and none of us can feel that way either."
I knew she was right. So why am I so d.a.m.n restless?
“Beta Kensington, two alpha brothers
