The morning sunlight filtered through the thin mist over the training field, creating shifting patches of light on the grass.
I was demonstrating to a group of Omega girls how to use their elbows in the most effective way to fight back. "Remember, always aim for the weakest spots—eyes, throat, groin." Adjusting the stance of one of the younger girls, I added, "The only goal is to stay alive when danger strikes. Even hesitating for one second could cost you your life."
Their eyes were locked onto me, full of determination and focus. There was a hunger for strength in their expressions, something I had never seen in the Omegas of Blackwood Pack. Here, they weren't fragile, caged birds waiting for protection. They were learning how to bare their claws, to fight back. It might not be m
