The two continued to eye each other with a tense stance. My mom rolled her shoulders back, standing up straighter, and had no fear in her eyes. She knew she could win, she was the toughest warrior in the South after all. The other people in the hospital ward watched as Rebecca grabbed at her now broken arm in pain but it looked like she was putting on a show. Nobody had expected my mother to break her arm, not even me. Alpha Bernard looked like he wanted to punch her. His arm started to ...