The shrill of my alarm clock cut off my short amount of sleep. My eyes shoot open, and I glare at the machine on the night table beside me. Considering it's been over two years, and I still held onto the stupid alarm clock Blue gave me, it shows just how valuable the object is at waking me up. With a groan, I get started with my day, turning the machine off before getting ready for the rough day awaiting me. Today, I would be facing the wolves of Forest Paw, and Dominic wants us to leave exactly at six o'clock in the morning—exactly one hour from now. With a burning desire to skin my friend's hide for agreeing to this request, I quickly shower and dress into my mother's Tracker uniform. If they wanted the best of the best to train Forest Paw, then I will dress as the best. Feeling as rea
