Chapter 6. The Fight

The training ground fell silent as Rose and Lily stepped into the center of the ring. A faint breeze rustled the surrounding trees, carrying the scent of earth and pine, but all attention remained locked on the two she-wolves standing opposite each other.

Rose rolled her shoulders, exhaling sharply as she settled into a fighting stance. Her muscles tensed with anticipation, her amber eyes locked onto Lily’s. Across from her, Lily stood poised and composed, her expression unreadable. Unlike Rose, there was no nervous energy in her stance—just pure, effortless confidence.

Phillip stepped forward, his voice firm. "Ready?"

Both girls gave a sharp nod.

"Begin!"

Lily moved first, a blur of motion as she closed the distance between them. Rose barely had time to react before Lily’s fist shot toward her ribs. Instinct took over—she twisted, dodging just in time, but Lily was relentless. A sharp kick followed, aimed at her knee.