Arden
Trainings were the times I hated most and now I had to drag myself there again.
Today, training grounds smelled of dust, sweat, and iron. The early morning light spilled across the field revealing blades and sweaty boys with clenched jaws. Wolves moved across the field in tight drills and formations. While I stood among them, forcing my breath to remain steady. I had bound my chest so tight that breathing out was painful, but I took my stance.
I could still feel Kai’s gaze from yesterday when we were in the closet. I could hear his voice ringing in my ear. I could feel him behind me now. Watching my every move. I could sense him like heat at my back. But I couldn't turn.
Instructor Raze paced in front of us. “Today,” Raze said, his voice booming over the sword swinging and nois
