I felt the weight of the blonde’s stare, sharp as a blade cutting through the humid air of the training grounds. Her piercing blue eyes burned with an intensity that sent a chill down my spine, yet I refused to look away. If this was some sort of silent challenge, I had no intention of backing down.
Alisha, noticing the exchange, nudged me with her elbow. “That’s Camille,” she murmured. “She’s been part of the pack forever, one of our best warriors. And, well…” She hesitated, her eyes flicking toward Tristan. “She and Tristan have… history.”
My stomach twisted. Of course, they did. Camille was stunning—tall, athletic, and radiating confidence. She belonged in this world in a way I wasn’t sure I ever would.
Before I could dwell on it, Camille strode toward us with purposeful steps, her g
