Alpha Nox
“Alright everybody, go ahead and shift.”
Wait a second—she was making Hakeem fight the class in their wolf forms?
This what Lilac was talking about, I realized.
…a sparring dummy.
Something needed to be done. This wasn’t right, I could feel that in the pits of my stomach. The Lycan’s wouldn’t listen to me, though. I was only one third of the triad—and technically held no power until my father stepped down.
“Really, this shtick again?” Lilac’s voice carved through the chattering of the other trainee’s, full of mirth. She laughed loudly, throwing her head back. “Fuck, Harriet. You’re getting predictable in your old age. I’m genuinely disappointed.”