Reina’s POV
The stench of blood still lingers in the air.
Even after hours of cleaning, of burning the bodies of the rogues who attacked, I can still smell it. The metallic tang clings to my skin, to my clothes.
Kyle has barely left my side since the attack.
Neither has the pack.
Their gazes follow me now some with respect, some with doubt.
I don’t blame them.
Because deep down, even I know the truth.
I wasn’t ready.
The attack caught me off guard. I wasn’t strong enough to stop it.
But next time?
Next time, I will be.
A Decision to Train
I find Kyle in the war room, surrounded by his highest-ranking warriors.
Jaxon, Vanessa, Damon, and Nikolai all stand around a large map, marking rogue movements, and tracking trails.
Kyle looks up the moment I enter.
Something shifts in h
