(Sadie P.O.V)
It had been two weeks since I fist stated showing signs of having magic and luckily no new magical events had occurred. In the meantime Benate and Alder doubled the intensity of the training sessions, while Sam had to sit idly by on the sidelines recovering from his 3 broken ribs, a bruised clavicle, and a nice sized paw shaped bruise on his pectoral muscle when Sage had forced him to finally submit. Unfortunately, the paw disappeared first as his bruises healed in a matter of days. It was a shame because I had enjoyed watching him constantly trying to cover up my paw print from his chest like it was a horrible drunken tattoo.
Jace thinks we were getting tougher training because I had proven I could handle it but Gemma and I think it was to help soothe Sam's delicate ego af
