That evening, as Brenda and I sat together in our room, I couldn’t stop fuming about Julia. The frustration from the day’s training weighed on me, my body sore and aching from the endless blows she’d delivered.
I paced back and forth, my mind replaying every humiliating moment.
“I can’t believe her,” I muttered, clenching my fists. “She wasn’t just rough, Brenda—she was ruthless! It’s like she was out for blood.”
Brenda, always the calm one, leaned back on the bed and sighed. “Amira, you knew this wasn’t going to be easy. Julia is one of the most skilled gammas in the pack. You’re not just going up against anyone; you’re fighting someone who’s been trained her entire life.”
I shot her a glare. “That doesn’t mean she had to go that hard on me. She barely gave me a chance to breathe, le
