Xavier’s P.O.V.
“She wants to train?” I asked Vincent in a surprised tone, and he nodded in response. “According to what we know about her, she hasn’t had any training before. Do you think that she can survive the level of training here?” my mother asked my father worriedly.
My father was rubbing her chin while thinking about something. “She doesn’t has her wolf, Killian. A light training won’t hurt her. Let’s arrange for someone to train her lightly without hurting her body. This way, she will be occupied for some time,” Mom suggested in a serious tone after some time.
“I don’t think that she will let anyone else train her, my queen. She requested me to give her training. I guess she has issues with trusting people,” Vincent said to her politely and in a formal way. Although he was my
