Becky POV
The crack beneath my feet didn't widen n as everyone thought it would although I wasn't going to let it sink me..
I took another step forward ...
The ground pulsed like something alive,now reacting to my hesitation, feeding on it. The red and silver paths flared brighter, heat rolling off them in waves that made my skin prickle.
The voice waited. It didn't give any more orders, making me nervous.
I knew time was already a weapon.
My wolf pressed hard against my consciousness, pacing, restless but resolute.
"Do not sever it," she urged. "That bond is not weakness. It is proof you are still you."
"They want to see you break right now if you don't feel kennneth bond anymore how would you function in this game?" My wolf asked.
I swallowed.
Kenneth's image still hovered faintly above the pit—his face thinner, eyes dull but alive. As if watchin do and waiting for me to choose.
If I severed the bond, I would lose the pain but I couldn't lose my twin after years apart..
