-Corrine-

Tomorrow night? Had my father lost his mind? Or was he trying to get me killed?

“That’s impossible,” I said, feeling anxiety surge within me. “I—I can’t even beat Leana! How could I possibly defeat those fucking warriors from my pack?”

“Corrine—”

“I—I think it’s better if I just surrender, Andrew.”

“Corrine, listen to me—”

Andrew tried to reach for me, but I swatted his hand away before he could touch me. Then I walked out of the treatment room.

I didn’t know where I was going, and eventually, I ended up sitting in the backyard of the mansion, on the bench I always sat on whenever I felt...