Caylee
"I want you to train me. Not just like before. I want you to train me to be able to defend myself." I told Craig the next morning as we got dressed for the day.
"You want to learn to fight?" He asks, his voice filled with worry and guilt. I wish there was another way to say this without hurting his feelings, but there is simply no other way. I can't expect the pack to constantly protect me. What if it takes months to find Kimberly? I can't expect five men to protect me day in and day out for that long. I need to know how to fight. Not just throw a punch or two or how to run. I need to know how to overpower someone. The day I killed those two males, my wolf was more in control than I was, moving on instinct rather than skill and it took me thinking that Craig had died for me to b
