Chapter 17

• Isla's POV
• Perhaps today was the most nerve-wracking combat class in the history of the Black Mountain pack. Because the drama won't get over. I could still feel every pair of eyes on the ground locked on me, waiting for me to screw up, fall apart, or do something wrong so that they could get an excuse to belittle me again.
• But it was Adrian who had my concern. His eyes followed me like a hawk, sharp and unrelenting. I could feel the weight of his attention pressing down on me, making it harder to breathe.