The following morning, I was at the training grounds with Liam, the training ground only for high ranked wolves, as Rollins had instructed. Liam was patient but relentless, pushing me to the limits of my abilities. Every punch, every kick, every maneuver was meant to bring me closer to controlling the strange power that now coursed through me.
But as I trained, my mind kept drifting back to Marcus and the archives. What secrets were hidden there? And more importantly, could I trust him to help me uncover them?
"Focus, Emily!" Liam's voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back to the present.
"Sorry," I muttered, shaking off my distraction.
Liam gave me a knowing look. "You're distracted. Whatever's on your mind, it won't help you here. You need to concentrate."
I nodded
