CHARLES FOX.
I was at the gym, relentlessly pounding the punching bag. We had a match tonight, and I could not afford to lose. The last fight against the underdogs nearly cost me my life—they caught me off guard, knocking me off balance and almost costing us the game. I never lose a fight—except for that one time, six years ago, when I faced a skinwalker. The memory still makes my skin crawl. It was a dirty win, one that still gnaws at my conscience. In a month, I would face him again, and this time, I had to be ready. Only my best friend and Beta, Seth, knew about the double life I led. Not even my mother was aware—I could not bear to imagine the toll it would take on her heart if she knew the truth.
For more than seven years, I have been stepping into the shadows, fighting in a wor……
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