BRIAR’S POV
Tavian’s words leave my mind in a sea of turmoil that steals most of the night away from me until I finally fall asleep.
The next day arrives too fast with the commencement of the unity games, the first being a sparring match between the Alphas.
The female counterparts don’t participate in the first games, giving us perfect seats to watch the match up close, under a decorated gazebo while having tea.
I show up later than the rest, spending hours deciding what to wear until I settle on a bright yellow sundress. By the time I arrive, everyone is already seated, chatting excitedly amongst themselves.
“Good morning, ladies,” I say with a wide smile as I stand in front of the group—eight women in total.
Their chatter halts when they see me, with a few curious eyes glancing my
