The Lycan 's King Forsaken Mate.
"Rhea, do you want answers? Next, earn them. Here, strength is the only factor that counts.
She was aware of this. An examination. A penalty. Perhaps both. However, she refused to give up.
An imposing figure with a sneer on his face advanced as a warrior. She recalled his name: Garrick. One of Kael's most devoted warriors, a vicious fighter who has little tolerance for weakness.
With a knuckle crack, Garrick declared, "I don't fight pups." The other fighters laughed.
Kael's face grew serious. "Whoever I tell you to fight, you will."
Garrick entered the circle, though his grin wavered. "All right," he drewled. "When I break her, don't cry."
Rhea balled her fingers into fists. She wouldn't be
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