A gust of wind blew over the figures of the she-wolves and licked their faces, a by-product of Yusria's sudden burst of speed. But as creatures of speed and strength themselves, the females' didn't find the incident strange.
They were more concerned with Yusria's behavior. "Kara, is Yusria planning to lose the competition?" One of the she-wolf's uneasily asked.
"Sigh. From the look of things, that's what it seems like. Let's just hope she doesn't see through with that plan of hers."
Shaken by Kara's words, the image of the Lykan Emperor's lonely back replayed in Yusria's mind as she raced out of the Royal Kitchen. The howling wind blasted her face and roared in her ears, causing her eyes to tear. But as if under a spell, Yusria blindly dashed through the Royal Garden, and followed an in
