Dahlia
Today's training focused on agility. When the coach explained the details, a wave of anticipation rushed through me.
We were to sprint from the academy's training tracks, through the woods and back— all within fifteen minutes.
That sounded insane and almost impossible to do, but that was the reason we were wolves—to push past the ordinary.
"No shifting is allowed," the coach said, "And don't even think about cheating. I've got eyes everywhere."
"This is a test to prove your strength, speed, and how far you're willing to push past your comfort zone," he said, pacing back and forth. I stood in front of the crowd with Mira beside me, our arms locked together. Today, both groups were merged.
I couldn't see the Thornvalle brothers from here, but wherever they were, I could feel their hard gazes piercing through my back.
