Reina’s POV
I had thought the hardest part of my stay in Al Khor Pack was already behind me, but I was wrong. My last task before leaving for home was to complete training at Cavata Military Academy. The name alone carried weight. It was the pride of the kingdom, a place where only the best of the best were shaped into warriors. To be accepted into its program, even for a short while, was considered an honor.
I told myself it was just training—just something I had to do before going back to my country. But when the carriage wheels rolled past the tall iron gates and I saw the high walls covered with banners of the Alpha Prince, my heart pounded harder than it should.
Soldiers marched inside the grounds. Their steps were sharp, their faces serious. The sound of their boots hitting the fl
