Chapter 78 – Veins of Fire
(Aisla's POV)
The night after the battle remained clear in my head. It was filled with smoke, blood, and the stunned faces of wolves who once saw me as a servant. But in that moment, I was something else entirely. Something they could not name without trembling.
And now here I was, back in the training yard.
The air was filled with the clang of steel and the thud of bodies against the ground. The warriors sparred in pairs and flashed their claws as their muscles strained. I stood among them with tense shoulder, pretending I belonged.
"Again," barked the drill master. His eyes darted toward me skeptically before he snapped his attention back to the line of soldiers. "Form up. Defensive stance."
I shifted my weight and mimicked the others.My trainings with Mora had been different and I had forgotten some steps and movements I learnt before I went into hiding after Thorne tried to kill me.
