DANTE’S POV
The training ground was alive with the sound of impact bodies striking the earth, fists hitting pads, wolves grunting as they shifted weight and sharpened instincts. It was a daily ritual, a violence I understood. A language I spoke. A discipline I commanded. And today… Selene stood in it. I wanted to see how she would do on her first day and to be honest I was a little bit worried about her too. I had clearly told her that I couldn’t intervene if she got hurt but I wast sure if I was going to be able to stand by and watch these wolves rip her apart. This was something that they had been all hoping for and Selene ad blindly stepped into that set up.
I watched from the edge of the field, arms crossed, face blank, every emotion ruthlessly buried beneath Alpha steel. Rowan appro
