Aysha stood straight with hands behind her back, trying her best not to appear nervous over the thousand pairs of eyes were looking at her. Next to her stood Zayne, Alpha Omar, Luna Viola, and Beta Raphael, and they were standing on a balcony overlooking the entire training grounds. The people below were all waiting for the alpha to speak and no doubt wondering why some seemingly random girl was standing next to him.
“You’re doing great. You don’t need to be so tense,” Zayne said through their mind link, but it wasn’t much of a help.
They were wearing similar outfits like the warriors below, black pants, top, and jacket, but the difference was in the gold markings on their shoulders. Regular soldiers had one to three lines on each shoulder, signaling their status within the group, with o
