Logan’s POV
After the final training session was over, I stood in the middle of the field with my hands on my hips, watching the exhausted werewolf boys. They were panting, their bodies soaked in sweat and dirt. Some were still trying to stand upright despite their obvious lack of energy, while others had collapsed, unable to hold on any longer.
“You’ve gotten better,” I said, my voice hoarse but firm. “But there’s still a lot to learn. Real combat won’t give you time to run out of breath.”
One of the boys, Ryan, looked up at me, panting. “You’re… really tough, Alpha. No wonder you’re called the unstoppable leader.”
I shrugged, not interested in discussing the nickname. My eyes drifted to the surrounding trees, my thoughts suddenly drifting to Emma. It had been a few days since I’d hea
