Cara’s POV
The loud shouting and smell of sweat filled the training house. It is a big structure where training sessions are held in Brian's pack.
I glared at Garreth as he moved around me, correcting my stance once again with the evil smirk on his face that I could have given anything to wipe off his face. His cold gaze never left me as he picked up fault upon faults in every few seconds, igniting my anger the more.
You want to survive? You want to protect yourself?" His voice grated on my nerves. "You need to focus. Resist distractions and stop letting your emotions control you."
I trembled, not from fear, but from the rage building inside me. The image of Alexander flashed in my mind, his severed hand, the agony on his face, the fear in his eyes, and the hopelessness in the pack mem
