Mason
Dawn had only just begun to swallow the stars, but I had been awake for hours. I stood at the edge of the training ground and watched Corin approach. I analyzed every movement. The way she walked. The set of her shoulders. The subtle yet growing confidence that strengthened in her day by day.
My inner wolf rumbled in satisfaction.
She was no longer the fragile broken creature I had carried in my arms at the border. There was something raw and ancient inside her, something powerful waiting for direction.
“Today we see what you learned from theory, Corin,” I said as I pulled off my shirt. The cold morning air touched my skin, but my blood was already burning. It always burned near her.
“I hope you tightened your belt, Mason,” she shot back with a defiant grin. Her eyes sparkled. T
