*Briella*
I thought my childhood was pretty good.
I was only beginning to really learn about all the sacrifices and turmoil my parents had to endure to ensure that we would have a safe future.
It was why I was determined to fight.
I thought my father was secretly hoping I would go into medicine like my younger brother, Kai, or something equally as safe and boring. But I was told that at a young age, it was pretty clear that I would be joining our military forces, the powerful defensive unit that protects Drogomor.
“I’m proud of you,” my father said.
He wasn’t just saying it as my father. He was saying it as Alpha of Drogomor.
I stood tall in front of him, though I barely reached his shoulder, and kept my face passive as he clipped the glimmering badge onto my uniform that signaled the completion of my advanced tactical training.
