-LILIAN-
Two weeks. Two agonizing weeks since the Royal Ball. The memory of Jax's lifeless body, of Alexander’s terrifying fury, and his chilling vow to eliminate anyone who dared to look at me, still haunted my nightmares. But in the waking hours, a different kind of intensity consumed me: training.
Alexander had seemingly doubled down on my physical conditioning. Kael, under Alexander’s direct orders, pushed me relentlessly. My days were a blur of grueling drills, sparring sessions that left my muscles screaming, and endurance runs that tested the very limits of my omega strength. It was as if I were preparing for war, every fiber of my being honed into a weapon.
My body, already stronger, transformed further, becoming lean, resilient, and shockingly quick. I learned to anticipate
