{Emily}
“Faster,” Father ordered.
I panted heavily, swinging my legs and kicking the puppet he had created. We’ve been at this for days. He hasn’t let me go to school since the rogue attack. I think he saw how easily I got distracted by the Dawn Howler’s Alphas and Alpha-females.
He saw weakness and there was no room for error. I bruised everywhere. Father had created a puppet in the form of a rogue for me to practice on. However, it had his skills and powers. We’ve been doing these training sessions on the edge of the border that separated Dawn Howler territory and my coven’s territory.
It’s like he knows they are probably watching. Father has been focusing on my self-defense skills. He restrained all my supernatural abilities. The faster I can gulp down these skills, the faster we
