Damien POV
I rose before dawn, heading out to oversee the morning training session. Lucas handled most of the drills these days as my beta, but every so often, I needed to see the warriors for myself needed to make sure discipline hadn’t slipped. I had no patience for weakness. Watching them push their limits always settled my wolf, reminding him we were still unmatched, still undefeated, still feared.
“Morning, Alpha,” Lucas called as he approached, having already sent the warriors out for their long run.
“Lucas.” I acknowledged him with a curt nod, my gaze fixed on the line of bodies disappearing into the trees. A couple of them had only recently come of age too slow, too soft. They’d need serious work.
“The young ones need more training,” I growled, irritation already tightening my
