Evaluation

Like the rest of her gang, Haily felt a raging flame in her heart whenever she looked at Yusria. Unwavering and confident in the manner she carried herself, the wolf-less trash exploited the excellent genes of the werewolf race to their fullest extent.

Though she couldn't shift, Haily had an inkling, one she refused to acknowledge, that Yusria's strength was on par with her own.

And this made her restless.

Haily wanted to capture the Emperor's attention. She wanted to become the personal guard or even servant of the Emperor's future Empress. To secure a good future for herself in the Eastern Crescent Empire, the home of her dreams for the past two years, she wanted to impress the master of that empire with her strength, rank, and beauty.

But with Yusria around...

No! Even if the task was more difficult to accomplish than climbing the back mountains, Haily had to do something. She could not allow the sl** Yusria to snatch the spotlight from her.

"Morgan, Grizzell, lend me your ears." S