Absolute darkness engulfed Leif’s senses as the door closed behind him. They’d warned him about the kitsune training room, but he thought he’d at least be able to see something. He could smell other Lycans in the room, and he could hear more than one trying to mask the sound of their movements.
Leif sighed, “Of course, they didn’t take me seriously enough to give me other Hardradas in here.”
Leif could tell they were from other clans from their scent and their less than expert movement giving away their positioning in the room. They were most likely students from the warrior class a year ahead of him and Jamie. Leif closed his eyes; he wouldn’t need them anyway. Then, shifting into a fighting stance, he silently drew his training swords. He thought about shifting into Leth, the form hal
