Alpha Azrik's POV I watched from the royal platform as Selene emerged from the treeline, dragging the boar behind her. She looked utterly worn-out, head to toe in mud and sweat, her clothes torn in places, her breathing laboured. Yet there was a fierce, determined fire in her eyes that refused to dim. A triumphant smile touched her lips when the judge declared her victory in the first trial. Then her gaze lifted and locked directly onto mine. A diffident little smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth, as if she were saying. You lost. I won. Our mate is not only beautiful but also smart, courageous, and strong even without a wolf. Zayden purred with deep satisfaction. I clenched my jaw, struggling to contain the rage blazing in my chest. She had actually done it. That weak wolfless omega I had chosen, the hardest possible prey for her, completed the hunt. And she had brought the beast down alive using nothing but a rope and a knife. This wasn't supposed to happen. Yet she sto
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