Alyssa's POV:
The next day, I stood among the trainees, heart pounding, as the crowd filled up the training grounds.
Killian sat at the far end of the arena. Varian, the commander, stood just beside him, as stern as ever, while Jarek, the deputy commander, adjusted the scroll in his hand.
The Pack guards lined the perimeter, all stone-faced. The maids had also gathered, whispering behind gloved hands. This wasn’t just another training day, this was judgment day.
Today, we proved whether the months of sweat and blood were worth it. Today, we either earned a place in the SliverFang Pack—or were sent packing.
Everyone was silent as Jarek stepped forward.
"The final test will commence," he began. "You will fight the opponent assigned to you through a draw. This draw was made this morni
