VIOLET’S POV
I stood panting from my last lap of the day. Today was the last day of training and even though I was mated to the trainers, they weren’t taking it easy on me.
Sure they flirted here and there, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t getting my muscles sore from the rigorous training exercises they put me through. Each day, going to weeks and before I could even count it, six months had passed.
I adapted to a life I was so sure I didn’t want to be a part of and now knowing it was getting closer and closer to end always caused my heart to skip.
They were good to me, like they promised they were going to be. They were patient enough to see me learn even though because of them, I mostly got distracted.
Their pack wasn’t as terrifying as I expected it to be as well. Knowing I was a war
