Ivy:
"What the h.e.l.l happened to her?" My mother yelled at Nolan, who packed me through the open door of the arena my grandfathers created to prepare me for the Royal Games.
"She fell after I told her that enough was enough." He growled, making me blush. He told me I was pushing too much… I just wanted to be ready, I wanted to be prepared.
"Her foot is broken. She will be lucky if she heals by Monday." Papa Alistair said, just as pissed with me as my mother and Nolan were.
"Oh, Ivy." My mom said, taking in my ankle, which was already swollen and purple.
The pack doctor rushed into my room with my fathers closely behind.
I winced, gritting my teeth as he pulled my sneakers off to have a better look at my foot.
"The good news is this will be healed quickly by her magic. The bad news
