We were ready.
Or as ready as three men could be before walking into an arena with Viktor Draven.
I stood and rolled my shoulders.
Leon moved close to the surface.
I prayed silently that I would return to my family victorious.
The council officer led us from the isolation room and towards the battleground. As we approached, the noise of the crowd grew louder.
The number of wolves gathered there surprised me.
The challenge had been arranged at short notice. If it had taken place the following day as originally expected, wolves from more distant packs would have had time to travel to Silverlake, and the crowd would have been even larger.
Even so, there were far too many faces for the spectators to consist only of Silverlake and Ironbridge wolves.
Everyone wanted to see the madmen wh
