Impatient

Rexar was out for a sprint when he received a message from Vora that his name was announced for the tournament. “What about Ethor?” he asked in a feral voice.

“His name was also announced,” Vora replied, sure that his Alpha was going to kill the bear-shifter in front of all.

Rexar disconnected the call and sprinted harder. The image of Kyra with Ethor’s photo in her hand couldn’t wash off his mind