Julian’s POV
“May I have your attention please,” Rafael said into a microphone, gaining the attention of the crowd and the fighters, Roman and me. He stood at the center of the balcony, in front of what looked like a throne.
I had to look twice when I realized the person next to him was Amber.
She came.
I didn’t think she would, with how angry she’d been about this challenge. I’d been hoping she would, but I hadn’t thought to hope she might.
Yet here she was.
“She’s here for me,” Roman said, loud enough for me to hear.
I glared over at him at the other side of the ring.
“For this challenge,” Rafael continued, “Try not to kill each other. And for the sake of the audience, we would prefer you not shift into your wolf forms until at least the three minute mark. A bell will be rung to
