The Wolf is Coming Ch. 4

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"Hey, Daisy, will you come to the gladiatorial contest tonight?" The big man took a big sip of beer and then approached to chat.

The gladiatorial contest on a full moon night was a unique entertainment in Wilvo, or in other words, an opportunity to fight openly. Most aggressive werewolves like to fight a few times in the form of wolves on a full moon night. Of course, there were also young guys who would show off their heroic appearance when there were girls around.

"I don't have time." Daisy was busy cleaning a glass. "If only you can go out to party every time on a full moon night instead of making trouble in my tavern, I think I will have plenty of time to go to the arena."

"Hey, little Daisy, don't be so indifferent. You will make countless guys who are eager to attract your attention sad like this!" The big man turned his head and asked other customers in the tavern, "You agree, right?"

A whistle suddenly sounded around the bar.

"Old Jack! Jack Maisel!" The big man shouted to the owner of the tavern, Daisy's father, "Will you let little Daisy participate in the full moon arena tonight?"

"Oh, of course, of course!" Old Jack also took a break from his busy schedule and drank a glass of wine. He shouted loudly, "My little Daisy is no longer a child now. She can go to the arena to fight! Go ahead, Daisy!"

Then a whistle sounded again in the tavern.

When the full moon finally hung on the branches, Wilvo had long been deserted.

Groups of wolves ran in the village, tall, short, brown, gray... They jumped out of the windows, shuttled freely between the houses, and called out to the moon. For a while, the howling of wolves in the village rose and fell.

At this moment, Daisy had already turned into a wolf. She had smooth brown-gold hair, a well-proportioned body, and strong limbs. She was so beautiful that she could be spotted at a glance among the wolves. Under the bright moonlight, she followed the wolves and ran towards the arena of Wilvo at a very fast speed.

The arena was located in the center of Wilvo. Stones of various sizes and shapes surrounded a flat area of 10 meters square. Hundreds of wolves jumped on the larger stones, and soon surrounded the small venue.

The strong alpha wolf stood on the tallest stone. He scanned the wolf pack with his blade-like green eyes. Seeing that the number of participants was almost enough, he raised his head high and let out a cold long howl towards the full moon above his head, and then the wolves also cried out.

Amid the shouting of the demons, two strong wolves jumped into the center of the arena one after another, baring their fangs and taking a fighting stance.

The full moon arena of the wolf tribe has finally officially begun.

The brilliance of the full moon was undoubtedly a fatal attraction for werewolves. Even if they didn't see the full moon directly, as long as it reached that time, the blood in their body would boil like boiling water, and the hidden claws and sharp teeth would clamor to show their sharpness. This was an instinct passed down from generation to generation in the blood, and no werewolf could avoid it.

Abraham's wolf form was very beautiful, and it was the appearance of a snow wolf that was rare in this area. The body was slender, the hair was soft and white, and at a glance, there was not a trace of mixed color.

If a werewolf with such an appearance was strong in combat, then he would definitely win the hearts of all the girls in Wilvo. But when this werewolf became the sickly Abraham, this striking snow-white fur became a target for the boys.

Abraham was almost pushed directly into the arena. Fortunately, he reacted not too slowly and stabilized his body in time, thus avoiding the embarrassment of falling in front of the wolves. But his good luck ended there, because then a gray wolf took the initiative to jump into the arena. The gray wolf was tall and mighty, and even through the thick hair, it could be seen that he was more than a little stronger than Abraham. The gray wolf showed its sharp fangs to Abraham and pounced on him quickly.

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