Chapter 228: TRAINING THE WARRIOR
After a couple of weeks
Conor
The sky looked incredibly blue today, that vivid shade of blue when there isn’t a single cloud in sight. The sun was shining brightly, and for a moment, I almost forgot it was autumn. The trees stood nearly bare, their roots covered in a blanket of dried, crisp leaves scattered by the wind.
A gentle breeze swept by, ruffling my hair. The weather was perfect—cool but not chilly. I took a deep breath, enjoying the calm of the moment. "It’s a great day to train my warrior wolf," I thought, feeling a surge of anticipation rise in me.
Well, calling her a warrior might still be a little premature. She was still in training, after all. But she had the spirit—strong and relentless, even if her body hadn’t quite caught up yet. I had promised to help her, to push her to her limits. Every day, I made sure her muscles burned, worked to the point where she couldn’t even think about giving in to her emotions.
Not that she wasn’t tough. She was—more than most.

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