No, I did not attend the ceremony. My sister literally Alpha-ordered me not to attend even though I really wanted to be there. “But…” “No, Jazzy. You know the traditional rules. Women only. Why don’t you go hang out with your male friends for a while?” Akita tried. She really did. But I was stubborn to the point that she legit ordered Carson and Quinton to keep me on lockdown until they returned. “She…” “I know, Brother.” My sister said, shaking her head at me. “But this is tradition. You don’t get to participate when men stayed out of women’s rituals back home. The blood remembers. The spirit calls to home. I will watch over your family, and you watch over mine.” Seeing no other way around the facts she was using to shoot down my every excuse, I finally relented. “Very well,

