13. The Descent Into Fire.

CARA

The sparring gym is filled already with all fifty of us by the time I arrive.

And surely, I am definitely screwed….

My prediction was right. Dane is here.

My heartbeat skyrockets the instant my eyes lock on him.

He is dressed in dark green combat trousers and a tight-fitted short-sleeve black shirt that only seem to accentuate his muscled arms and broad chest, making no effort to hide how fucking sexy his body is.

My pulse races in my veins. He sure as hell definitely works out a lot….

Standing right there in the spacious center of the large bi-circular sitting formation created by the others, he is whispering to my brother Al, who smiles afterwards and ruffles Dane's hair.

“Cara, join the others.” I am ripped out of my staring trance when I realize that it is Gamma Carmden’s voice talking to me from the back of the circle.

Damn, she is here. And she is now striding boldly through the circle's path as she makes her way towards the center where Dane stands….

I instantly avert my