Jane
A WEEK LATER
I kept training every day. I worked hard and pushed myself to get stronger. Every punch, every kick, and every movement was for one reason - to get strong enough to kill Richard.
The memory of his rejection still burned in my chest. The way he looked at me with disgust. The way he chose that other woman over me and tried to kill me. The pain was still fresh, even after having my wolf back.
“You can do this, girl,” Amber said.
She helped me train. I trained as a human, and she made me train as a wolf as well. With her help, I became a good fighter. I was ready to kill that man.
“Your anger makes you strong, but don’t let it control you,” Amber warned me. “We need to be smart about this.”
“I know,” I replied, hitting the training bag harder. “But I can’t forget what
