*~Young Lilith's POV~*
Training had turned brutal—and exhausting... I'd mastered every spell Alice threw my way: cloaking, teleportation, even the energy-binding incantations Dahlia once used.
My hunting skills sharpened too, instincts honed to the edge. Alice, already a witch, had grown fiercer, stronger. In turn, I'd drilled her through every nuance of werewolf instinct—tracking, scenting, reading movement. She'd taken to it unnervingly well.
Now, sprawled on the training ground, sweat streaking our skin, we stared up at the fading dusk. Around us, the others collapsed in heaps, groaning from exhaustion, yet grinning with pride. Jonathan and a few others had gone to meet the Alpha today…
Ruby strolled over, wiping blood from her knuckles. "What do you think Klaus will say about our offer?" she asked, smirking.
