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Igrabbed onto Summer and wrapped my wings around her to protect her as we fell.

She clung to me, pressing her face against my chest.

I jarred against a rock, snarling at the pain in my shoulder. Bumping off, I went airborne.

As I was propelled downward, I extended my wings, grateful when they slowed my fall.

I flapped them, not expecting much. They’d never worked. I’d given up trying many seasons ago.

Summer gasped. “You’re flying.”

“I am not,” I said.

“Then what are your wings doing?”

I peered at them, noting I was floating. The tick I thought about it, my wings failed. Like usual.

I crashed against the steep slope. Holding Summer, I slid downward. With my legs extended, I tried to slow our fall, jarring my body on rocks and stubby trees growing from the surface.

I grabbed one, bringing us to a halt.

One of the monitors came so close, I could spit on it. If I wasn’t worried about what it would spit back, I’d do it.

While I dangled, I gathered my strength. My right wing hurt, and a gash on my left shin stung.

Tumbles yipped from nearby, but a glance showed he wasn’t swept up in our fall.

Easing around to a sitting position, I braced my body against a rock that felt stable. We’d made barely any progress, but it was time to rest.

Summer sat on my lap, clinging to me. “I’m sorry.” Tears filled her eyes, and I tightened my arms around her. “I shouldn’t have insisted we climb down the slope.”

“We had to. The ridge continued in the wrong direction.”

“It might curve to take us where we need to be eventually.”

“Do you believe that? Remember, this is the Galaxy Games. The goal is to defeat the contestants.”

“How often does anyone win?”

“Not often enough.” I bit back my growl. I wanted to rant about the Universal Council who subjected beings to this race.

“Does anyone volunteer to compete?”

“I don’t believe so.”

She shuddered. “They kidnap people and make them play, knowing most will die.”

“That is correct.”

“It’s wrong,” she said. “If we make it out of this—”

“When we make it out of the Game.”

“Yeah.” She buried her face in my chest. “When we finish this Game and we’re free, I want to do something to stop the Universal Council.”

I’d spent my life powerless, so I couldn’t imagine what I could do to make a difference, but if I were free, I’d have options. Surely my brothers had come up with ideas to make changes to this Game.

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