Chapter 74
Ella
The large hall was filled with hushed whispers, silence in the sir as we all waited for the principal to speak. I stood among the students, my arms crossed tightly over my chest as I tried to ignore the nervous knot forming in my stomach.
I knew the Tournament of Strength was important—every coming-of-age werewolf had to participate—but that didn’t make me feel any better about it.
Principal Langley finally stepped onto the raised platform at the front of the hall. His sharp, assessing gaze swept over us, and within seconds, the murmuring died down.
“This tournament is not just about brute strength,” he began, his deep voice echoing through the hall. “It is about skill, resilience, and teamwork. Many of you believe that sheer force is enough to win a battle. You
