The following morning, Laurena had taken me to a small room where a small number of six people sat, and it looked like the fate of me being in the fight club, depended on them.
Standing where Laurena directed me to stay, different shades of orange eyes looked at me with curiosity. There was only one black person in the room. It really was a diverse council. The only people I knew were Levi and Laurena. The rest of the faces were completely foreign to me. Literally.
"State your business." The voice came from a ginger red-haired young guy. Probably around my age, just like the rest of them. His pale skin glowed and looked at me with his almost matching eyes. His face was full of innocence and his voice was gentle and calm.
Mustering all the confidence I could get, I spoke up. "I'm Tamar.
