Bloodstone Arena — the sacred ground of challenges, where any member of the Silvermoon Pack could fight in one-on-one combat to prove their worth.
The cold night was cloaked in silver, the full moon casting its divine glow across the entire pack gathered around the arena. A wide, circular space hardened by dirt and stone, worn by centuries of tradition and the weight of battles for the right to be Luna.
At the front stood Alpha Lucian, quiet but visibly tense. His fists were clenched at his sides, his gaze fixed on Athena, whose calm expression belied the storm brewing in her eyes.
"You think you had a chance to defeat me?" asked Calixta. She was smirking, thinking the victory was already hers.
Athena was quiet and composed. She didn't want Calixta to get on her nerves, which
