Cameroon’s POV:
The training ground churned with dust as all the able bodied male werewolves in our pack clashed in an intense battle. My gaze fixed on Lucas, who skillfully seized a werewolf attempting a sneak attack, throttling him before slamming him to the ground. I couldn't help but offer a slow, appreciative clap.
"Impressive," I remarked, removing my shirt. "Now, let's see how you fare against me.”
Lucas grinned, his eyes glinting with confidence. "You're on, Alpha Cam," he replied, readying himself for our impending clash.
As we circled each other, the tension in the air flared up with anticipation. The sounds of growls and snarls from the ongoing werewolf skirmishes provided a rhythmic backdrop to our impending duel.
In a synchronized nod, Lucas and I surged forward, the air
