Clara’s POV
Was this guy being serious right now? I was so exhausted that if the wind blew right now, it would definitely knock me down.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" His face remained blank, but something in his eyes had changed. They looked almost golden now, his wolf closer to the surface than he was letting on. "Again. Better this time."
I ran it again. And again. And again. Each time pushing past what I thought were my limits, each time meeting only his cold assessment and demand for more.
There was no praise. No encouragement. Not even a sneer or taunt to fuel my anger. Just endless, demanding repetition and short corrections when I faltered.
"Back straighter."
"Higher jump."
"Faster transition."
"Again."
By the third hour, something strange was happening. Beyond the exhausti
