Emma's POV
After the training, my legs were screaming louder than anything I’d ever felt before. Every step I tried to take felt like knives stabbing into my muscles. I was sure Leo had some personal vendetta against me and decided today was the perfect day to take it out. Standing up, I let out a scream as a sharp pain shot through my leg.
“That bastard,” I hissed, clutching my thigh. “He thinks everyone is as strong as him. He’s a freaking hybrid, for crying out loud! How does he expect someone like me—a regular werewolf—to keep up with him?”
“You’ll get there in time,” Lita said, her voice calm and annoyingly composed.
I scoffed. “Have you seen that guy? He’s as solid as a boulder and doesn’t break. Did you hear how he single-handedly killed an entire coven of witches? Brought the
