(POV: Raphael)


    “No!” I respond quick and grimace. “I sense more of a sibling connection,” I exin. Noticing her expression change instant.


    “Is she a wolf?” she asks, now with a more enthusiastic voice.


    “Well, I don’t actually know, but I don’t believe that so,” I shrug.


    “It’s notmon for humans around these parts,” she observes.


    “True… Lucia?” I can’t contain my curiosity.


    “Yes?” she looks at me with her big brown eyes.


    “You’re already a transformed wolf, right?” I find it amusing to see her cheeks blush.


    “Yes,” she looks down.


    “I’ve never seen your wolf,” I say, looking down as well. I don’t get any response from her; I know she’s very shy. “Anyway, we’ll find out how she ended up in the packter,” I change the subject. “How abouting to meet her? She’d like to meet girls her age.”


    “I think I’d better goter; she must still be recovering. You said she was injured.”


    “Okay then, anytime you feel like it,e with Isabe. My mother will be thrilled to wee yous.”


    “I’ll confirm with youter,” Lucia says.


    “Now, I have to go, Lucia,” I stand up from the bench and kiss her cheek. She turns all red, it’s adorable. “Goodbye, Lú.”All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    “Goodbye, Rapha,” I hear her respond soft as I walk away.


    I enter the training room and see that the ss has already started. I go to my brother’s side, cross my arms, and watch the coach’s exnation.


    “When the Ancient Games were created in Greece. Wrestling was already considered one of the oldest disciplines alongside athletics. What we understand today as Olympic wrestling is nothing more than the development of the ancient Greek fights, which, in the Roman Empire andter in the Middle Ages. Evolved into less aggressive and more sporting rules.”


    I follow the coach’s exnation, trying to absorb as much of the content as possible.


    “As for freestyle wrestling, it has been official contested since 1904. Unlike Greco-Roman wrestling. Which was the first to be part of the Olympic program, fighters can also use their legs and hold opponents above or below the waist. Basical, these are the differences between the two types of wrestling: The mat has a width of 12 by 12 feet. But the fight takes ce in an area of 7 meters by 7 meters. Points are earned ording to each blow delivered to the opponent. ‘Low blows,’ stepping on the foot, holding the opponent’s neck, elbowing, kneeing, pulling hair, skin, ears, genitals, or the opponent’s clothing are punished with point deduction. The fight takes ce in 3 rounds of three minutes each with a 30-second break between them. The winner is whoever has more points at the end of the two rounds. Besidesn to a points victory, fighters can end the fight if they manage to bring their opponent to the ground for 10 seconds.”


    “Could we do a freestyle wrestling demonstration?” a ssmate asks.


    “I don’t see a problem,” the coach shrugs. “Who volunteers?”


    “I do!” Edgar raises his hand, and the coach calls him.


    “I do too,” I request; it’s a great opportunity.


    “Come on then,” the teacher says, and I walk to the center of the room until I’m in front of the bastard, ring at him with my chin held high.


    “Remember, it’s only a demonstration, it’s good for you to know that, although these types of fights are moremon in the human world, in thest twenty years, our leaders have adopted this diversity as a means of strengthening the pack members. This style of fighting is known worldwide as UFC in the human world, in short, a mix of modalities.”


    Coach Lukky exins why he’s teaching us human world fights.


    I suck in the air through my nostrils, and before I can exhale, I see Edgar’s fisting at me. I dodge and counter with a powerful right hook, followed by a left cross to his chin. I watch him fall unconscious.


    “I’ll call the infirmary,” the coach says.


    I didn’t receive any reprimand; thank goodness, the me is entire his for starting wrong. He didn’t even wait for the coach’s authorization. He’s tru an imbecile.


    (POV: Deniel)


    Today, I have to go to the city, what a drag! After living in the mountains for so long without contact with anyone, I don’t sensefortable going to cities. It feels strange and tiring. I like staying here, quiet, with a peaceful mind. However, that girl who tried to climb this mountain and near died won’t leave my mind. Renata, where are you?


    Her face keepsing into my thoughts now and then, and I sense something strange in my heart, a strange but good feeling. I’ve felt something like this twice before, and it messed me up both times, although it wasn’t as strong. I don’t want to like anyone else in this world; I’ve had enough suffering in my life. I hope never to see her again. I don’t want to feel pain again; the screams of myte wife and children still echo in my mind.


    I grab the car keys, lock the house, and the faster I go, the faster I’ll be back.