Lyka POV
I know I prepared myself to watch this fight but I just can't watch them do this. I covered my eyes with hands, not willing to continue seeing the site.
I knew it would stirr up that memory again. The one of my uncle beating me up. It was raining on that day and from the thunder and wind blowing outside, It sounded like it would rain any minute.
I was no longer in White mountain pack, no longer in my uncle's site. I do not need to fear him or tremble because of that memory.
It's easier said than done.
This was a bad idea. I wouldn't have the courage to actually stand up to Silver, I can't even get over my own crippling fear and the individual isn't even present at the moment.
Before I knew it, I stood up from my chair, I staggered between the bodyguards at my right and
