Zahra's POVI walk toward the centre of the field, dropping my water bottle and shoes at the edge. I’ll remain barefoot, I prefer the feel of grass anyway, I peel off my running tights, leaving me in cycling shorts, then remove my T-shirt. My sports bra, training vest and shorts will be enough to keep me decent, hide my scars, and mean I have something to wear after I shift and shred it all.“Any pointers before we begin?” I ask, rolling my shoulders.Edwardo smirks. “Keep your focus on both opponents, use all your senses when your eyes fail, and do not hold back.”I grin, nodding in acknowledgment. From the corner of my eye, I catch movement, our audience at the far side of the field. Of course, they would not want to miss this.‘Focus,’ Zanthe’s voice snaps in my mind.I roll my shoulders, loosening my muscles. Edwardo and Henry flank me on either side, circling like the wolves they are, closing in on prey. I pivot slowly, keeping both men in my periphery. They move in sync, testing
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