NOVA
I can confidently tell you that right now, I'm looking into the eyes of death. They're pitch black and bottomless, empty and terrifying.
"Fight!" The instructor yells, and Lucas smirks at me. I can still see the dried blood caked under his nose from Rhydar's furious fists.
"Come at me, Leo. Don't be such a p***y!" He hisses at me, and I clench my fists tight, positioning myself with my hands up on guard.
'Breathe, Nova. I've got you,' Summer tells me.
'So, you can make full sentences now?' I retort.
'Yep, our Alpha helped us a lot, especially his abs...'
I want to roll my eyes so bad. But I can't do that. Not when I'm one punch away from migrating to the afterlife.
Goddess, the size of his fists is inhumane.
Growling, Lucas lunges at me, and Summer surges forward. 'Go, Nova!'
