When we got down to the rooms beneath the Arena, Jax introduced me to the other Gladiators in his group - the group Caius called his wolves.
I had been right when I first saw them all; the men were all from tribes I had encountered or, at the very least, heard my father talk about in the past.
This group of men was the one the Emperor was the proudest of, and they were all men from my homeland.
I wondered why that was, but I didn’t want to speculate aloud. The ideas felt crazy to me even without passing my lips.
Jax was older than the other men - there were five others in total, and the youngest was a sixteen year old who had been taken from this family and dragged to Rome when he was a boy.
Most of the other men had lived in the city for years before making it to the top of the ra
