Lola’s POV

The sky bled orange and rose as dawn broke over the valley. I stood on the cliff’s edge, heart pounding in sync with the rising sun. Below me, the twin packs, the Sapphire and Emerald, were already stirring. I could hear the soft howls of morning, the chatter of warriors preparing for training, and the distant laughter of pups chasing each other through the glades.

But none of it reached me.

Because today wasn’t just another day.

Today, I would face the prophecy again.

Training had become a way of life. Nova pushed me harder. My father watched with quiet pride, sometimes stepping in with his sharp corrections...