#Chapter 482: Dead as a Doornail

Enzo The gates rattled upward just as the silver ropes were cut from my hands and neck. Moments later, as I stumbled out into the dusty arena to battle one of my closest friends to please some bloodthirsty warrior queen, I felt my wolf begin to return to his usual strength. “We should kill them,” my wolf growled, bristling from days of being caged in silver. “Kill them all. Especially that bitch queen.” “I know you want to,” I replied. “But we have to go through with this first. It’s the only way for any of us to get out of here.” “And put our friend in danger? For what? The Dragon ‘queen’ didn’t even make any promises.” I narrowed my eyes as I peered up at the jeering crowd. “Neither did I,” I replied inwardly, raising my hands in a placating gesture. “I only said I would win the fight. I didn’t say I would kill him.” My wolf snorted in excitement. Across the arena, the other gate raised; Luke stepped out a moment later, rubbing his wrists and looking a bit bewildere