SERAPHINA
On the tenth day, the Alpha instructor appeared in the morning not with the usual brutal training or punishing drills, but with something entirely unexpected. His announcement left us all bewildered.
“Gather all of your belongings and hand them to the dormitory assistant,” he ordered, his voice clipped and commanding.
Immediately, everyone scrambled to obey, though murmurs rippled across the group.
“Are we finally leaving this damn forest?” one whispered eagerly.
“I think so!” another replied.
“f**k yes! I can’t wait to sink into my cozy bed and eat something that isn’t crawling or half raw!”
I had little to pack, just another set of clothes and a few necessary items I’d stashed in the branch of a tree. Slipping them into the bag the dormitory assistant provided, I handed
