They began training together at dawn. Not as Alpha and healer. Not as leaders bound by duty. But as two wolves learning the language of each other’s bodies. The mist still clung to the ground when Kaden shifted into the training ring, his movements smooth and controlled, power held tightly beneath his skin. Skyler followed moments later, barefoot, silver light faint around her like a second pulse. For a while, they said nothing. They simply moved. Kaden pushed her not with brute strength, but with precision. He circled, tested her footing, feinted just enough to force her to react. He taught her how to let instinct guide muscle, how to ground her power into motion instead of letting it spill outward like wildfire. Skyler learned quickly. Too quickly. She began to anticipate hi

