Chapter 386

**Chapter 386**

**Judy’s POV**

I shifted back into my human form while lying on the ground, staring at Sherry, who was still unconscious. My heart raced in my chest. Did I kill her? I wasn’t sure what to think.

I was trying to hit her heart, but my real goal was to just knock her out. I wanted her to back off and stop attacking me. I didn’t mean to hurt her…

Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted as the medics rushed past me.

I watched as they tended to Sherry’s lifeless body. They carefully removed the knife and arrow from her, trying to stop the heavy bleeding. They injected her with something, and she let out a shuddering breath. Hearing that breath filled me with a mix of hope and fear.

I felt my own heartbeat again, and it was as if the weight of the world was crashing down around me.

She was alive.

I hadn’t killed her.

I had been so focused on my own breathing and heartbeat that I didn’t hear what the doctors were saying.

She still seemed lost, unsure of where she was. The bleeding wouldn’t stop, and her wolf hadn’t begun to heal her yet.

As the medics hurried around her, they worked hard to help her get back on her feet.

The crowd stayed completely silent, making it hard to tell if anyone was even breathing. I quickly scanned the faces around me, but my attention was drawn to Sherry. Her face was pale, her lip trembled, and her eyes looked empty as she fought to catch her breath.

Another medic came out with supplies. They were trying to help her get strong enough to continue fighting, but she looked so broken and weak at that moment.

Just as he knelt beside her and started to work, her eyes flickered.

I caught a glimpse of vulnerability and defeat in her eyes. I kept watching her, wanting to tell her that I was sorry for hurting her. But I couldn’t say anything because this was a competition, and I knew I had to stay strong.

I felt no signs of weakness. Instead, I held onto my bow and arrow tightly, ready for anything. I was on high alert, waiting for her to suddenly find her strength and attack me. I didn’t want to be caught off guard; this could be a dangerous moment.

It was an elaborate show. This kind of thinking is what Gammas had, the same way I thought. It made me a good candidate for any gamma force, or at least that’s what I’ve been told.

She noticed the bow and arrow I held tightly in my hands.

I swear I saw a small smile at the corner of her lips.

But it quickly faded when one of the medics began to stitch up her wound. They carefully closed it, making it easier for her wolf to heal her.

We were working hard to heal her quickly because we were down to the last two. They wanted to stretch out the fight for as long as possible, even if it meant one of us might die.

The thought made my stomach turn. I glanced around, feeling the weight of the situation.

Levi was sitting with the other Lycans and his Beta. They were chatting among themselves. Levi’s eyes showed indifference, with no signs of sympathy. When he noticed me, a small smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

He seemed to be telling me he was proud of me or something like that. I felt a wave of nausea and turned away from him. To my surprise, I saw Sherry sitting up. Her face was still pale, and her eyes looked like they were starting to lose focus.

“Hey,” I said softly, trying to gauge how she was feeling.

“Are you able to continue?” one of the medics asked boldly.

The nerve of that man! Was he joking? She could barely sit up, let alone fight. She looked at him for a moment.

**Chapter 386**

She looked back at me, her eyes narrowed. I couldn’t guess what she was thinking or how she felt at that moment, but my heart was racing.

Everyone in the stadium was hanging on every word being said. They listened intently, their mouths shut tight as they paid close attention.

She looked like she wanted to say yes and keep fighting. I could see the determination in her eyes. But then that fire faded, and she stared at the ground for a moment, thinking about her choice.

After a brief pause, she took a deep breath and made her decision.

With her final breath, she said, “I surrender.”

Everyone around her gasped at her softly spoken words. My mouth nearly dropped open in shock as I released my bow and arrow, letting them fall to the ground beside me.

The medics looked on, their expressions filled with concern and urgency.

One of them asked, “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “I surrender.”

They nodded and carefully took out the stretcher, lifting her onto it. She winced in pain as they moved her.

They got her onto the stretcher, but one of her stitches popped open, and blood started to trickle down her side. She was definitely not in any shape to keep fighting; it was a smart choice to stop. Still, I could see that it was hard for her to let go.

Despite her injuries, she fought bravely, and there was something admirable about her determination.

There will definitely be scouts in contact with her soon.