The northern training rings were not built for the faint of heart. Located in the deepest, most heavily fortified courtyard of the Winter Citadel, the rings were constructed of massive slabs of enchanted granite, designed to withstand the earth-shattering impacts of Lycan warriors sparring at full strength.
Today, however, the entire courtyard was completely empty of soldiers. General Kael had cleared the perimeter, posting his most elite Frost Guards at the entrances with strict orders: no one was to enter.
In the center of the massive stone ring stood Elara.
She wore a streamlined, sleeveless combat tunic of dark grey leather, her silver hair pulled tightly into a high braid. The freezing morning air nipped at her bare arms, but she barely felt it. The newly evolved, dual-natured m
