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ARIANA'S POV.
Me, Sunny and Miguel warmed up in the large practice room, with large wall sized mirrors all around its four walls. It was so huge, and the chandelier hung down majestically from the ceiling.
Initially, there were about three hundred of us who were to be trained, but they had broken us into divisions, and now, we were just about fifty in the training room.
"I can't wait." Sunny said, spinning around.
"Stop being so hyper. I'm dying of nerves here. What if I can't even feel my inner vampire, and my wolf answers instead?" He asked, and Sunny laughed.
"That's bullshit, Miggy. The wolf in you is probably dead by now."
"Don't tell me you're scared of rejection?" I said, pushing back his shoulder to look into his face.
"I'm the only hybrid here."