Jessica POV
I was wide awake before the sun could cast its head on the pack. Working out my lower body and preparing for the widely acclaimed tournament.
I wasn’t doing this because I was Darius’s champion. All I wanted to do was make it to the final and win to regain my freedom from his hand.
Baron’s sword lay beside my bed and I figured I could use it to train and I believed the training centre would be open this morning to try it out.
I grabbed the sword and walked out of the room. On my way to the training centre, many of the pack soldiers were returning from Patrol duties and some of the maids were making meals for all pack officials.
I arrived at the training centre to see someone had beaten me to a spot. I stopped and watched the stranger train himself with the use of a sword.
