Athena.

The air in Grayhound Pack’s training grounds was crisp, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and morning dew. Light and Liam were safely under the care of Beauty, but my mind was restless, constantly circling back to the confrontation at Dark Moon Pack. Alpha Gian’s eyes—calm yet fierce—haunted me. There was no denying the danger he posed, but there was also the faintest glimmer of respect, or perhaps recognition, of what I had become.

I wiped sweat from my brow as I ...