Chapter 16

I sat quietly in the dim light, staring at the fresh wounds on the back of my hand.

Did it hurt?

Yes.

But it was worth it.

Back when I was the only princess of Midnight Ridge Pack, the very thought of pain made me flinch.Bruises? Terrifying. Scratching? Practically the end of the world. I had avoided combat training like a cat avoids water, which was ironic for someone destined to be around wolves.

Then Penny returned, and everything I cherished was yanked away. To salvage what little dignity I had left, I forced myself into training.

It was ugly. Bruises. Broken nails. One time, I even dislocated my shoulder doing something as "simple" as a forward roll. But I persisted.

Six months later, I won my first beginner-level combat competition. I practically howled with pride. That shiny gold medal was my trophy, my triumph! Naturally, I presented it to My favorite brother Alpha Joe, expecting praise.

Only for him to turn around and give it to Penny.

As if it meant nothing.

Xavier ca