Meredith stood in the training yard, the crisp morning air biting at her skin as she tightened her grip on the training sword. She hadn't seen Magnus, Damien, or Xavier since the night they'd had their emotional talks.
“I’m not going to be weak anymore,” she thought, squaring her shoulders. “I need to be strong, like them.”
Her trainer for the day, a broad-shouldered wolf named Cora, gave her a nod. Cora was one of the best female warriors in the pack. Meredith had asked specifically for her. If she was going to do this, she needed the best.
“You ready, Luna?” Cora was calm. She stood at the head of the training ground, where several other she-wolves were already gathered, waiting for the session to start.
Most of them eyed Meredith. She was human, after all, and though she
