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Chapter Eighteen: The First Test

Penulis: Staceywrites
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POV: Iris

The sun hung low over Oakwood, spilling golden light across the training arena where the earth was churned into mud from previous drills. The scent of pine mingled with sweat and leather, creating a sharp, electric tang that made my senses hyperaware. Today, I was to face my first real test—a duel against one of Oakwood’s seasoned warriors. Seth had promised me it would be a challenge, a true measure of my new strength.

I stepped into the arena, muscles coiled and senses alert. My wolf stirred, humming through my veins, reminding me that I was no longer Silver, weak and defenseless, but Iris, Beta of Oakwood, alive with speed, agility, and instincts honed to perfection.

“Are you ready, Iris?” called a deep, steady voice.

I turned to face my opponent. Tall, broad-shouldered, with piercing amber eyes, Rovan, one of Oakwood’s veteran warriors, smirked. “Don’t tell me you’re nervous,” he teased, shifting into a combat stance. “I’d hate to embarrass you in front of the elders.”

I
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