-LILIAN-
The days after my fight with Lyra, and my escape to the woods with Elara, passed strangely. Alexander was absent, dealing with his Alpha King duties. This meant a quiet relief, a break from the constant tension. My shoulder healed completely, thanks to Elara’s salve. My body felt stronger from the intense training, even if it still complained sometimes.
I was back to the training yard early the next morning. Kael was there, as stern as ever. Lyra was there too, her face still showing the faint bruise where I’d hit her. Her eyes met mine, cold and hateful, but she didn’t say a word. Just a glare. Good. I wasn't in the mood for her insults.
Kael blew his whistle, and we started our runs. I pushed myself, feeling the burn in my legs but keeping pace. I wasn't the weakest anymore.
