I watched Cedric grunt in pain as he landed hard on the muddy floor.
"Again." Uncle Wes stood before him. Cedric grunted and picked himself up. He growled hard and charged towards the older man, only to find himself back on the floor seconds later.
"Again." Uncle Wes folded his arms, a stern gaze on his face. "We will keep doing this until you get your form right."
Cedric grunted and picked himself up. We were at my house. Uncle Wes, Dr. Kieran, Jack, and my parents were the other people present at the front porch. Since the trip to the hospital, Uncle Wes had scheduled training for both Cedric and me. Cedric's training regime was more rigorous, giving him the strength of his werewolf gene compared to mine. A slightly weaker gene meant tougher training methods. Uncle Wes had made it a p
