Chapter 31
Draven’s POV
The crowd was still roaring as I left the field. Their cheers didn’t feel like a victory. My muscles ached, my breaths heavy, but the weight on my chest wasn’t from the challenge. Varin’s sneer was still in my head.
“You think winning this will change anything?”
I clenched my fists, feeling the sharp bite of the cold air against my skin. I didn’t care what he thought. This wasn’t just about winning the Alpha title—it was about proving something to myself, to Zeraphine, and maybe even to the moon goddess herself.
“Draven!” a voice called behind me.
I turned to see Zeraphine walking toward me, her coat drawn tightly around her. Cassia was nowhere in sight, probably off to find more cider or to gossip about the games. Zeraphine looked hesitant, like she wasn’t su
