Cara’s POV
The night of the opening ceremony came much quicker than anyone would have liked. Even me. I’d been preparing as best I could for the events, and spending as much time with Alaric whenever possible to help revitalize Lucy.
So far, I mostly just felt tired, not prepared, and Lucy remained as elusive as ever.
It seemed that whatever stroke of luck that had awakened her that day Alaric and I held onto each other was lost to us now, even though he’d been holding me all night and staying close to me during the day.
I was frustrated, both in my lack of physical strength and my inability to rouse my wolf. I was truly starting to feel like the worst kind of failure.
That was a bad feeling to have just before the start of the competition.
As if sensing my distress, Alaric rubbed h
