ADRIANA
The next morning, I woke up feeling more energized than I had in days. Training yesterday had helped clear my mind, even if my body was sore from all the drills Hazel had put us through.
I got ready quickly, taking extra care to tend to the bruises on my arms from sparring. They were already starting to fade, thanks to my werewolf healing, but they still ached when I moved too quickly.
I headed down for breakfast, my stomach actually growling for the first time in what felt like forever. The dining hall was already buzzing with activity, pack members chatting and eating together. The atmosphere was lighter than usual, probably because of the full moon tonight.
I grabbed some food and sat down at one of the tables. My mind wandered to what Hazel had wanted to talk to me about ye
