Suzan walked up to , looking at my state. Hailey had not been subtle with her warning and it was odd for Alpha blood like to be threatened by her admonitions, but that was the case here. Maybe it was because this is my first ti facing bloodlust, especially one directed right at .
"Getting nervous in the spotlight?" Suzan stole my attention. She eyed worried, I shook my head and said,
"Ya, I am not used to being chanted like this in a crowd full of people," A simple lie.
Suzan's wolf nudged my wolf with her shoulder, "You will get used to this after you beco the Beta." My brows raised at her words, and she noticed my self-doubt. "Oh, co on, Selene, you better win. The only one you are allowed to lose to is "
My head bent down and it ca back up chuckling, "Better luck next ti then, I am winning this ti"
Suzan giggled with and looked ahead. "Sure, get the win then. I couldn't ask for a better Beta than you, Selene" Her eyes tinted in light as they t mine and there was a certain seriousness in them. What did she an by that, there were other experienced and more capable people in the pack. Suzan picked up my confused look and said, "I don't think any of these mbers are capable. When it was ti for saving the Alpha who is first in command, all of them blindly followed the nincompoop Beta, John Walter"
There was no arguing about that. By nature, in any pack, the oga wolves are compelled to bend in front of the Alpha, serve the Alpha, and protect them. There is no natural compulsion to comply with the Beta of the pack.
I wondered whether the mbers who were casting the spiteful looks were actually involved with John Walter in planning the murder of Channing. If that was the case, then it would be tough trying to win them over.
Channing got out the air horn he used in the morning. The noise had everyone go silent and all the heads turned to the Alpha of Winterwells.
"Okay, okay, let the participants take their break. We will continue with Stage two in the next an hour!" announced Channing. Everyone went crazy over it. I searched for team White mbers, Hailey had disappeared, and Diana was heading back towards the living quarters. Sam ca around to stand beside and his wolf form shrugged, as if the way Channing was going on did not surprise him.
Connie from our team protested, "That is so less ti to sleep, at least give four hours"
His innocent comnt had a wave of laughter erupt through the entire pack. Although he had honestly put it forth, it still made chuckle. Connie looked around at what had made everyone laugh. His soul was too pure for this world. My eyes went mild at him and then saw the tides of the crowd changing.
"Give them so break, Channing, they have been at it for 6 hours," said soone.
"Look at them they are so tired"
"Selene is still covered in blood from her injuries"
"Yes! Keep the stage 2 tomorrow!"
I checked myself out, and the blood that had dried on my white fur. I looked half red, half white right now. Even though the injuries were now healed, no healer could make the already flowed out blood disappear. I sighed. Dry blood is going to be hard to clean even after I turn into my human form.
Channing held his palm up, which had everyone quiet down. Such opposition to his decision would offend any Alpha, but that was not Channing. That is why everyone liked him, since he accepted people expressing themselves.
He spoke firmly as soon as there was pin-drop silence, "After a long expedition, the teams can be attacked looking at mbers taking rest. But a Beta should be able to fight his or her best, even in a tired state. That is what taking responsibility of a pack is. In a situation to protect Alpha, any Beta should be able to forget their fatigue and protect the Alpha at the cost of their life."
There was anger that resonated in his voice. It baffled the mbers, as his words sounded harsh, but I could see the hurt behind them. John's betrayal had really pushed Channing to be way too serious about this competition.
They did not fill the silence this ti with any protest, as an environnt of guilt was heavily weighing upon the mbers. All of them had blindly followed John when Channing was counting his last breath. No one could say anything to Channing anymore as their heads hung low and Channing let that reality settle on them. He had not ntioned it after the incident. But now that he had put it out indirectly, the mbers knew the place that held themselves partially in the cri.
There was a need to break off the tension, so I spoke up in a low voice, as I was the only not-guilty person standing there. "Should we et at the sa place for Stage two?"
Channing's eyes moved towards and softened before addressing the other drooping heads of the mbers. "Yes, the winning team can go rest and clean up. Others will stay here and help arrange the setup for Stage two"
I turned to Suzan, and she gave a positive nod to for breaking the tension.
Sam, who was standing beside spoke, "You should go to Suzan's place and get yourself cleaned, Selene. I am sure Channing can excuse her to help you"
"Ya, I will ask Channing and return. " Suzan was quick on her feet and her words as she went toward Channing before I could even protest. Asking her to stop would not have made any difference. This girl was very stubborn when it ca to helping, and there was no amount of force in this world that could stop her from being who she was.
Sam spoke before leaving, "Be prepared Selene, I don't think Diana and Hailey will spare any expenses in the duels. They both have their individual reasons but I have seen it in their eyes, you are their obvious target for the Next Stage"
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