Lyra’s POV
I breathed in the cool air, grounding myself as I waited for my turn. Around me, pack members were sparring, their movements sharp and precise, each swing and step filled with an ease and confidence I longed to emulate.
“I can do this” I muttered to myself
“You definitely can Lyra, I believe you” Tera chipped in putting a confident smile on my face.
But…
What if I humiliated myself?!.…..
I gripped my hands tightly, suddenly feeling the familiar twinge of doubt pricking at me, but I pushed it down, forcing myself to stand straighter, to hold my head high. Today was different. Today, I was determined to prove to myself—and to the pack—that I was more than just an outsider struggling to keep up.
Across the clearing, I caught sight of Rhyker, his gaze resting on me with an in
