Vincent pov
I stand in the middle of the arena, scanning the crowd forming around me. I never really thought about how many shifters were in my pack, as I see a few every day, but now the realization hits in. Hundreds of shifters of all ages sit in their seats, eager to see the end of this fight. My gaze settles on Katie, who has taken a seat in the front row and is eagerly waving her hand at me. As if I need her support.