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The Games
I wasn’t the only one who was in dire need of a fight. It was the fate of alphas to always orchestrate the battle, but rarely participate in it themselves. We stood on the sidelines, generals to an army we envied. So, much like their opponents, the alphas jumped at my invitation to join the games. For fame and glory or just for bloodshed mattered very little. Traitors and loyalists rallied alike, thoughts of the war only seemed like a distant memory now. Former kings had hosted games like these before, though offering an alphaship to the winner was a first. The warriors knew that the big one, Jared’s former territory, was not theirs to control. Instead, they were far more likely to rise in rank in their home territory or if they were truly extraordinary fighters, they might be awarded a
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