Chapter Eight-Five.
Will grabbed a mallet, from the iron rack, spun around, and lifted it into the air, blocking an attack from a steel javelin from his mate. Sweat poured down both their bodies. They had trained harder than they had ever trained in their lives, since being promoted to be the personal guards for the personal advisor to the king. Not only did they attend their mandatory sessions, but whenever they were not on their normal warrior duties around the palace, they spent another three hours per day, training with weapons. Mostly because when fighting dragons, a wolf was rendered practically useless, as the beast flew in the skies above, vomiting hot flames towards their prey.
“Will and Melanie, the king has returned, and requests you attend his office,” Delta Aiden’s voice i
