The Rise Of The Betrayed Luna (Amorah and Holmes) novel Chapter 205

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Chapter 205

Zane POV

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The discovery of the medal stayed at the center of conversations for the next few days. Everyone seemed curious about the family member whose name had been engraved into the old piece of metai.

I listened to most of those conversations without saying much. My attention remained focused on something else entirely.

The first competition trial was finally arriving. No matter how often I clairned otherwise, the event mattered to me.

I stood in front of my mirror before school adjusting my academy uniform. The process took longer than usual because I kept checking everything twice.

Kyra walked past my door. “You’re nervous.”

I immediately frowned. “I’m not.”

She leaned against the doorway. “You’ve fixed your collar three times.”

“That’s because it was crooked.”

“It wasn’t.”

I pointed toward the hallway. “Go away.”

She laughed the entire way downstairs. The worst part was that she wasn’t completely wrong.

I wasn’t terrified, but I definitely wasn’t calm. Competition training had become more important than I expected.

Somewhere along the way, I stopped viewing it as just another school activity. Now it felt personal.

At breakfast, Conrad noticed my mood immediately. He always seemed to notice things like that.

“You ready?”

I looked up from my food. “Of course.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Maybe.”

The answer earned a small smile.

“That’s more honest.”

I hated when he was right. Cassian sat in Amorah’s lap across the table.

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The little guy had become significantly more active recently. He immediately reached toward my plate.

“No.”

Cassian ignored me.

“No.”

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He tried again.

Everyone laughed. The distraction helped ease some of the tension sitting in my chest.

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It was difficult staying stressed when my little brother was attempting to steal breakfast. After school started, the academy felt different.

Students moved through the halls with noticeably more energy than usual. Everyone knew the trials were beginning.

Everyone had opinions about them too. Some students acted confident.

Others looked like they wanted to disappear completely. I fell somewhere in the middle.

When classes finally ended, participants gathered near the training grounds. The competition instructors waited for us beside the entrance.

The atmosphere changed immediately. Nobody joked around anymore.

Nobody talked much either. An instructor stepped forward.

“The first trial will test observation, scent tracking, and wolf control.”

Several students straightened instantly.

“This is an elimination event.”

The reminder increased everyone’s focus. I glanced around quickly.

Some competitors looked nervous. Others looked excited. Most looked both. The trial began shortly afterward.

Participants entered the course one at a time. Waiting turned out to be almost worse than competing.

Every minute seemed longer than normal. Every announcement made my stomach tighten slightly.

Eventually my name was called. I stepped forward immediately.

The first section involved scent tracking. Competitors needed to identify specific trails among dozens of overlapping scents. Normally I enjoyed that type of challenge. Today my brain seemed determined to forget everything I had learned.

I forced myself to slow down, concentrate and think. The advice worked. Gradually the correct scent separated from the others.

Once that happened, the rest became easier. The second section focused on observation skills.

Small details hidden throughout the training area needed to be identified and recorded. That part felt surprisingly familiar.

Conrad and I had spent months practicing similar exercises. I remembered countless afternoons walking around the territory while he pointed out things I never noticed.

Broken branches, disturbed soil, unusual scents, mostly important tiny details.

At the time, most of it felt repetitive. Now it felt useful.

The final section tested wolf control. Competitors shifted partially while maintaining specific tasks and instructions.

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veral students struggled. I nearly did too.

The pressure made everything harder than normal. Even simple actions required extra concentration.

When the trial finally ended, felt exhausted. At least it was over.

I left the training area and found several friends waiting nearby.

“How’d it go?”

One of them handed me a bottle of water.

I shrugged.

“I survived.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“It’s the only answer I’ve got.”

They laughed. The conversation remained casual, but relief slowly started replacing tension.

No matter what happened next, I had completed the trial. That mattered.

The ride home felt easier than the ride there. For the first time all day, I could relax slightly.

At the estate, everyone immediately wanted updates. Kyra found me first.

“Well?”

I dropped onto a couch.

“Well what?”

“How did it go?”

“I survived.”

Her expression changed instantly.

“That’s exactly what I said after my first training evaluation.”

I pointed accusingly.

“See?”

“See what?”

“It’s a perfectly acceptable answer.”

She rolled her eyes. The discussion continued for several minutes before Conrad finally interrupted.

“Translation?”

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