Ever since my conversation with Julia, I felt like a renewed resolution sprout within me that convince me to continue thriving so that I could get out from here and retrieve my son from Daemon.
And so I agreed to work with Julia in secret—which I had never thought in a millions years I would.
Each day of training stretched longer than I thought I could bear. I could still feel the weight of everything that Daemon had stripped away from me—my wolf, Dakota, and worst of all, my son, Calix. He had stripped me bare, left me feeling hollow, an empty shell of the person I once was.
But now, Julia’s harsh voice echoed in my mind, refusing to let me rest, pushing me past my limits every single day.
The first day, I stumbled into the training ground where Julia was waiting. Her eyes were sharp
