Clara's POV
I felt his eyes on me from somewhere above. That burning gaze that seemed to strip away layers of my defense without my permission.
I knew exactly where he was watching from. It was his office window, high up in the building where he looked down at me like some brooding predator.
I refused to give him the satisfaction of holding my stare for too long. Let him look. I turned back to Nora and the others, who were showing me around the training grounds.
"And this is where most of the pack does combat practice," Eli explained, gesturing to a circular area padded with sand. "Betas run the regular drills, but sometimes Alpha Darius comes down to show the warriors how it's really done."
"Does he win every time?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
Marcus laughed. "No one has beate
