Chapter 233

NATALIE’S POV The days after that bloody night in the woods blurred into one long stretch of training. My body ached constantly, but it was the kind of ache that made me feel alive. Every morning I sparred with the warriors. I trained my wolf’s speed and other abilities. Every evening, Chloe guided me in controlling my abilities, testing how far I could reach into people’s emotions, how easily I could separate lies from truth. But even with all the exhaustion, my mind could never fully rest. Because down in the dungeon sat a demon—the demon—Alistair. And every day, I heard the same thing from Chloe and Zane. “He’s asking to see you again.” And every day, Liam’s answer was the same: “No.” At first, I didn’t argue. I understood his fear. Alistair wasn’t just some wandering demon. He was high-ranking, powerful, and, by the way he carried himself, dangerous. If Memphis was the storm, Alistair was the eye of it. He was still, calm, but hiding destruction. But as the days stretched on, I rea