Remi's POV
Every muscle in my body ached a dull throb that reminded me just how grueling training had been. Evelyn had worked with me for hours, helping me understand my gift. The ability to shield—not just myself, but my pack. She'd said I could eventually counter spells, reflect them, and even neutralize certain attacks. It was incredible, but overwhelming.
A week ago, I was an omega doing kitchen duty. Now Julian was calling me an asset to the pack.
I groaned as I picked up the smoothie on the counter. Even lifting it felt like a workout.
"Rough day?" Damien's voice drawled from behind me.
I turned to see him leaning casually in the doorway, a smirk playing on his lips. He always had that air of confident amusement, like the world existed solely to entertain him.
"So
