Lily’s POV:
I was tired.
No, scratch that,
Tired was not an adequate word to describe how I was really feeling – I was done.
It had been hours… hours since Vera had ushered me into a side hall where I was supposed to undergo my ‘training’ and left me together with two female wolves.
She wanted me trained. Like some duke’s wife in a play.
I had shrugged, thinking it couldn’t be that bad. It was probably going to be fun.
I was wrong.
The past few hours had felt like literal hell. Beside me, a middle-aged wolf named Elsa occasionally held my hand. She watched every single move I made as if she was a hawk, and I was her chick. Any time I failed, she always bowed and corrected me.
And since that apparently happened anytime I ever touched something, I was pretty sure I had hear
