Chapter107: Honing the grand battle skills

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV  The moon hung heavy in the sky, its silver light cascading over the training grounds where my warriors honed their skills with a fervor that belied the darkness encroaching upon our lands. Claws dug into earth, fangs glinting in the night as each member of the pack pushed themselves beyond their limits, seeking to tap into that primal force that would be necessary to fend off The Black Faes. "Again!" Elara Windrider's command cut through the air, her voice a whip that drove them harder. I watched as they obeyed, bodies straining, muscles rippling under fur and flesh alike. My heart swelled with pride at their dedication-their unyielding determination to protect what was ours. Each warrior bore not just the weight of their own lives, but the lives of those they loved, the very future of our packs. I turned away from the spectacle of strength to find Gamma Thorne with his head bowed, the lines of tension etching his brow. He stood apart, his hands clenched into fist