Page 144 of Wolf Roulette

“This may sound Wade-esque, but it’s accurate.” He cleared his throat. “Mandy punched you twice in the face, throwing you from the top cliffs. No one’s sure what compelled her to do it—the move would have always lost the pack points. But moving on. Sascha dropped the unconscious steward he saved like she was burning sack of shit and launched after you like he was Wolverine. Our steward fell a few metres to the middle tier and is bruised but otherwise fine. Sascha hit the ground with you in his arms. You wept like a child on his mother’s shoulder after screaming his name. Every steward saw Sascha take the brunt of the hit for you… They also saw your distraught reaction when you believed him dead.”

I groaned.

“The upside is that the tribe also saw you beat the Christmas spirit out of Mandy—they think you’re a total badass.”

“What’s everyone saying about me and Sascha?”

“Uh, well, they saw how you truly feel about Sascha Greyson. It’s... some are shocked. I’m not sure it’s in abadway—but I guess we’ll soon find out. Until now, you haven’t once let feelings you have for him affect your effort in the grid, so that’s a definite bonus.”

I’d planned to lose to the pack if Sascha agreed to a truce, but the tribe didn’t need to know that.

Jesus.The next few days would be hell dealing with the fallout, and Rhona would have seen everything too.

I sighed. “Are you sure Sascha is okay?”

“Positive, baby girl. He’s going to get better. Plus, he managed to make the tribe super uncomfortable by risking his life to protect you.”

“How? My head hurts too much to think.”

“He put your life above the game. He provided unshakeable proof that he’s more than the savage beast. That will probably shock the Luther-haters more than your feelings for him.”

Huh.Hoped so.

I rested back on my pillows. “You’ve been here all night?”

“You betcha. Cam was, too, but I told her to get some sleep an hour ago. The stewards are all asking about you.”

“Thank you for being here.” I sucked in a harsh breath.Oh my god.“Did we win Sandstone?”

“Five minutes. It took you five minutes to ask.”

“Tell me.”

“There was one point between us and the pack. We won.”

“One point,” I repeated in a daze.

Wade grinned. “You turned over another grid, baby girl.”

I closed my eyes.

We won.We had three grids.

Yet I could only think about Sascha. About how much I wanted to be beside him. “Can you call Evelyn, please?”

“I want a better reaction to our win first.”

I stared at him.

“For now, you get a pass,” he rushed to say.

He dialled and put the call on speaker.

“Wade, hello,” Evelyn answered immediately.

I braced myself against the lingering horror. “How is he?”

“Andie. Sascha woke and is asking for you. Would you like to speak to him?”

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