CHAPTER 68

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CHARLES FOX. Ten minutes. That was all I had—ten short minutes to prepare for the greatest battle of my life. If I win, I take everything back: my pack, my legacy, my honor. If I lose... I lose it all. The stakes were too high. I could not afford to lose. I stood in the dressing room. My breaths came slow and measured, trying to steady the storm raging inside me. My hands trembled as I wrapped them, focusing on the task at hand, trying to block out the weight of what was about to happen. Bruno had challenged me to the ancient tradition—the fight to the death. He had been waiting for this moment, for a chance to prove that I wasn’t fit to lead. But he had no idea who he was dealing with. A knock on the door broke my concentration. I glanced at one of the guards standing by. “Who i

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