Betty's POV. 

The world around me dissolved into shouts, roars, clashing steel, and screams swallowed by dust. 

The arena that once imprisoned Alpha Damien had become a raging battlefield. 

Smoke curled upward in black tendrils, mixing with the metallic scent of blood. And right in the middle of it, Alpha Xavier was winning.

It didn’t feel real at first. Not after everything we’d done to prepare. Not after the High Priestess’s sacrifice, Louise’s death, and Damien’s fury ...