Chapter 79

Her words settled over the group, and I could see the resolve in the wolves’ eyes. They looked to her with a respect that was unbreakable, a trust that could only come from a leader who had proven herself time and again. She wasn’t just their Alpha—she was their strength, their hope.

The training began, and I worked with a group of younger wolves, showing them defensive techniques, the way to brace against an incoming force, how to anticipate the movements of an opponent. They were strong, eager to prove themselves, but I could see the uncertainty in their eyes, the quiet fear that lingered despite their confidence.

“Keep your stance steady,” I instructed one of the younger wolves, a tall but slender fighter named Ash. He stumbled a bit as he adjusted, his movements a bit awkward, but he nodded, his expression determined.

“I want to be ready, Dante,” he said, his voice filled with a mix of courage and trepidation.

“I want to protect the pack.”

I gave him a reassuring nod, recognizing the bravery beneath his fear.

“You will be ready. Just remember, you’re not fighting alone. Trust the wolves beside you, rely on each other, and you’ll be stronger together.”