Lucas.
The cool, crisp morning air left white puffs of clouds coming from my breath as I stood on the starting line waiting for the starting gun to go off. After the conversation with Finn, I made sure to put his words far from my mind. He stood to my left. With Mani at my right.
Both men wore the markings of their people, and though the hungry determination in their eyes would make most people fear them, it didn’t bother me.
I didn't even bother to look back to see if Cassie was in the stands. While the other two were distracted by whatever they saw, I couldn't be. I had to stay strong. I had to make sure that my mind was clear and focused—otherwise, I’d fall.
“Get ready!” the announcer bellowed out through the arena, causing us each to take our marks. The dark forest laid ahead, its shadows calling me home. There was no stopping me from getting what I wanted. I was ready to take both Finn and Mani on—no matter the cost.
