Max’s POV
I stood at the edge of the training yard, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the packed earth. My eyes swept over the four young warriors lined up before me—Leo, Ezra, Richard, and Leonardo. Their shoulders were tense, jaws clenched, and eyes flickering with unease. They looked nervous, their punishment still fresh in their minds. They had spent the last five days as Omegas, helping with daily chores, and now they were about to face the second part of their punishment: training with me.
They didn’t know what I was truly capable of. They were too young to have seen me in battle, too green to grasp the weight of the stories whispered about me in the pack and around the fire pits. But they’d heard enough. They knew I’d turned Bobby—once a disrespectful, undisciplin
