Damon
The sound of fists pounding against flesh echoed in the clearing, but my head wasn’t in it.
I threw a punch, too slow.
Blocked one, too late.
I was distracted. I was only here because the rules dictated I do and I needed to bide my time.
“Eyes up, Damon!” Beta Grigor’s voice bellowed across the grounds like a slap to the face. “You are training like a pup with worms in his ears!”
A few of the others snickered and others booed. I didn’t care. I was too tense to care.
I wiped the sweat from my brow, jaw clenched, eyes narrowing against the harsh sunlight. Every nerve in my body was on edge, burning like live wires beneath my skin.
I couldn’t stop thinking about her.
Lyra.
She had vanished after everything fell apart. After Selene’s near-death stunt, after Leo spiraled, after
