Fighting to the Death

-Corrine-

All eyes were on me as I entered the fighting arena with Andrew.

The fighting arena was similar to the gym at my high school in Wesgrove, with a high, curved roof and a large room without partitions. Only here there were no stacks of mats and basketball hoops, but an arena bordered by ropes, similar to a boxing ring.

In the center of the arena, I see Leana. She was stretching when I arrived and she stopped to look at me.

The murmurs of the alliance members built up around me. Their gazes momentarily made my knees wobble and I could feel their aura as lycans, which I admit was stronger than the aura of the werewolves.

My hands clenched and opened, a sign that I was feeling nervous. But I tried to push those feelings aside and instead recalled everything about Leana that Andrew had told me.

Besides the fact that Leana was one of the alliance’s top fighters, there was a lot of other information I had received from Andrew. The most useful fact was that Leana was very weak in pro