The dawn’s soft pastel colors cuts through the canopy as I stood before Kenna, Melody, and Laya. Excitement flowed through the forest as every pack member anxiously waited for the gauntlet to start. I looked over the faces of the Delegation and the pack until my eyes landed on the three

contestants before me.

“What you ladies see behind me is the gauntlet. It’s the truest test of strength, grit, and determination. It will be difficult and trying. Laya,” I called her name and she stepped forward. “Jones will be tracking you.”

“Is that really necessary?” Laya asked as my gaze shifted to Kenna.

“Yes,” I answered through gritted teeth...