KYLE
I couldn't explain the strange feeling of joy that overcame me when I saw her smiling form on the floor.
Her gown was torn in multiple places and blood was oozing from a cut in her face. Apart from that and the fact that she was tired, she seemed fine.
I had never liked her, but for some reason, I was happy that she had not perished at the ancient trials. Literally everyone in the pack expected her to die.
"Here," I gave her a hand, and as she grabbed unto me, I pulled her up. "How did you get through?"
She glared hard at me for a moment before replying.
"You thought I would die too, didn't you?"
I frowned at her assumption and before I could reply, she had already started walking off.
In a matter of minutes, we had already gotten back to the pack square. Everyone looked s
