ELIZA'S POV
I stood in front of the mirror, securing my hair back as I prepared for the fight.
My wolf stirred beneath my skin, eager for the battle ahead. Just as I pulled on my training gear, the tent opened.
“Ready to go break some bones?” Vivi grinned.
Cynthia followed behind her, shaking her head. “We’re here to support, not incite murder.”
Vivi rolled her eyes. “Same difference.”
I chuckled, shaking my head at my friends. They were the best kind of trouble. Vivi, ever the vicious one, threw herself onto my bed and watched as I adjusted my wrist wraps.
“Listen, Eliza,” she said. Her voice was filled with excitement, “I don’t care how much you hold back—make sure you kick Maya’s ass so hard that she regrets even thinking about challenging you.”
“I don’t think
