Lyra

I stared in disbelief as for the last session the proctors brought out five boxes of Lycaneer.

My stomach twisted.

Unlike many of the other girls who only had to play one game, I had already played through two grueling rounds of Ondek and one of Buntae, each victory harder won than the last.

I didn't have much left in me.

"Lycaneer?" I muttered under my breath. "You've got to be kidding me."

A friend of Janet's who'd sat next to me during our one ...