“This feels completely unreal,” I said, staring in disbelief at Noir.
“I know it does,” she replied. “But this form lets me train you more effectively. Are you ready for that?”
“Yes,” I answered without hesitation.
“Good. Keep focusing. What we’re working on now is your power. And for that, you don’t need me—you need to find it inside yourself,” she explained.
“It’s part of my royal heritage,” I said quietly.
“You are the last living descendant of the royal bloodline,” she confirmed. “That makes you the one who inherited all the power. Even if other relatives exist, they don’t have what you have. They’re just werewolves—nothing more.”
“So, I have to rely solely on myself to master these abilities,” I said.
“Unfortunately, yes. But I’ll guide you as best I can. Now, stretch your hand
