Raven's POV
Jumping over the wooden bars and ducking under the low-slung ropes felt surprisingly exhilarating. The wind whipped through my hair, and for a moment, I forgot I was stuck between two kingdoms. I felt free. My feet slapped steadily against the stone.
By the second round, however, the free feeling was replaced by a dull ache in my thighs. The air was getting chilly now that the sun had gone down completely, but I was working up a heavy sweat. My lungs felt like they were shrinking. I had never had to run like this before—not for sport, anyway.
As my pace slowed, I reached deep for the tenacity that had kept me alive as an Omega in the Inker pack. Back home, even if you were tired, you didn't stop. If the laundry wasn't finished or the floors weren't scrubbed, dinner was waiv
