Alpha Deception
ken after hearing ab
already knew and had
"Alpha Trials," Mia felt
n and sprinted from the training ground, the
ale heir. The Tria
dodging pine roots and frost-slick rocks. When the sharp outline of Jessie's
he rhythmic scrap of metal against stone filling the
t the Alpha Trials,"
ed up calml
ened. "You kne
clean. "Since last night. Word spreads quiren't going
waiting to see if you were alert
ef rising. "You think I'm going to watch them choose
dy signe
s hit li
inked.
now," Jessie said firmly.
ong ago for a future they were never sure would co
whispered. "Pretending
ie interrupted. "If you want revenge, justice,
roat tight. "I don'
snapped. "Or you can remember how your mother died chained and
avage clarity, blood, fr
urning. "Do you have to cut the wound
't even loo
days stretche
ng, movement adjustments. Mia learned to walk with weight in her shoulders and silence in her spine. They bound h
ned her in
, blinked less, let his jaw set harder than Mia ever had. "You're not hiding
, Jessie returned wit
g dark hair spilling across her shoulders, s
dy?" Jes
swal
no
The jaw was hers, the eyes were hers but everything else belonged to Clinton. "You'll need to be able to juggle the life between Clinton and Mia
ved on a biting mornin
od shoulder to shoulder, each hopeful to be chosen for the legendary Alpha Trials. Only
neath it. Her boots felt too big, her stance slightly forced. The only problem was her sma
torm contained in leather and bon
behind a carved stone table. Their eyes
judge called as each c
," came a fa
he first boy she was always watched
wagger, his tunic crisp, his face smug.
changed glanc
re app
stepped
r called: "Clinto
cle trained to carry the w
nly Son of
ges sti
noble lineage. What
ld answer, a v
ak for
one t
Clinton is legally my son. And I carry a
tly. The Council hadn'
rowed his eyes. "Pr
r ring etched with the Crimson sigil. Anot
s eno
dge turned
ntentions for th
restore balance. And destroy
judges looked
re app
the Green Pack, Oligario, some of a General
aining field. This was the first step. The Trials hadn't even
back. She could feel
athering, the crowd began to th
lv
ed her slow
e muttered, eyes raking her up and down.
"Maybe you're just
led. "Watch
" she ask
ent longer befo
od strong. Kelvin hadn't changed . He alw
ath steadying. Her bindings bit into her rib
eyes lingering on her a second too long. She saw confusion ther
ze me, she th
Trial Quarters barracks. The mattress was thin, an
nding still tight against her chest, limb
about the competition and were to be sent home to
done by the Bet
hunters. From today, you are candidates for Alpha-heir to t
pa
e rang out wi
llow a certain number of r
es of the
nce & Res
Trials. Leaving without official clearance will result in instant disqualification. Howeve
bat St
ights may be with blade, claw, or hand but only one walks away.
xternal
ne caught sneaking in outside tools, poisons, o
Outsid
influence outcomes. This is your battle alone. External i
ate
may fight or kill them. The law does not bend f
ll Witho
testant outside of an official ma
May W
dice, it is the choice to live. But once you leave, you may never
havio
tage, intimidation will not be tolera
& Tactic
omacy, and survival instincts. Fail three non-combat trials and you are
ath o
e the Council and Moonstone Altar. Betrayal of that oath will
e scroll fal
The Trials begin tomorrow at dawn. Eat well. Sleep deep
d and left th
her chest. The bindings had left bruises already. Her limbs ached. Her head thr
a drink and sat
well,"
t the fir
nd is where most die without lifting a
own at her b
don't lik
Good. That means you
rom outside, re
ed at hi
step in?" J
Mia is the best chance we have. And because th
his tone. No fatherly
odded
se went to bed
he sleeping barracks. Mia couldn't rest. Her limbs ach
, letting the frost bite he
the distance,
he cold, gripping the railing,
about he
e stone
nce that follo
d not lo
to f
to b
to f
y not to boy
y waiting for the next d