Claire’s POV
It was bad enough for our rogue champion to lose. It was even worse for him to have lost to Amelia.
All of us were moving like we had weights in our shoes, slowly moving one foot in front of the other, shuffling forward as we made our way to the border, to sneak back to our new home.
The mood hanging over all of us was somewhat grim, though it was worse for Sienna and me. Something about losing to Amelia yet again didn’t sit right inside of us.
Peter wasn’t a patient man, and while his brute strength had taken him straight to the finals, when he was finally matched with someone faster than he was, he couldn’t handle being second-best. He let his anger get the best of him, and then he acted rashly, shifting to attack Amelia.
He reminded me of Ian, too impulsive.
If he ha
