#Chapter 65: Poor Sportsmanship

Eric I stared in shock as Rowena leaped over the barrier and practically sprinted across the gymnasium, her steps sure and steady and utterly unhindered despite the ankle injury that had previously required her to use crutches. How was she walking like that all of a sudden? The gymnasium fell silent as Rowena tended to the injured warrior, but it wasn’t the shock of the warrior’s injury that had everyone dumbstruck; instead, all eyes flickered back and forth between Rowena and her crutches, sitting discarded by the bench. Before I could call out to her or even try to reach her side, she disappeared through a door, leading the injured warrior to the infirmary. A low growl rumbled in the back of my mind, and I realized it was my wolf trying to get my attention. “What the hell is going on?” I found myself asking as the gymnasium slowly returned to its earlier excitement. “Her wolf…” My wolf growled lowly in the back of my mind, bristling with barely contained excitement.