The next day I was up early and in the training grounds ready for a fresh new session. Saying goodbye to my family yesterday had been so emotional but I could not allow it to prevent me from focusing.
Training became my refuge, a sanctuary where I could momentarily forget the chaos and uncertainties that surrounded the Garson pack. It was in the solitude of those intense training sessions that I found solace, reminding myself of the importance of having a clear mind in facing the challenges ahead.
My dedication to training had always been my absolute top priority and even though my perspective on things like mates and bondings had shifted, I knew that my commitment to becoming a formidable fighter remained unaltered. With every relentless push, Hugh was there, urging me to go further, t
