Kael.
The training grounds were drenched in sweat and blood by the time the sun rose.
I'd been at it for hours since before dawn, when the world was still dark and my thoughts were at their loudest.
Joren, one of my best fighters, threw another combination at me, testing my reflexes, pushing my exhaustion further, “Common,Alpha Kael show me what you got.”
I blocked, countered, moved without thinking, “I'll show you what I'm made up of.” I doubled up my punches without holding back.
"Alpha, you need to rest," Joren panted, stepping back. "You've been training for six hours straight."
"Not when I know what's at stake.” I responded flatly, raising my hands up in the air, “ Let's go again.”
He obeyed, but I could see the concern in his eyes.
That concern would spread through the ran
