Chapter fifty-one

Amelia's pov:

I was quiet as I watched his every damn move, I was quite impressed by his body moves.

I think that I now understand the reason why he said that he has been called the master of martial skills aside from being a werewolf hunter.

And I won't be surprised if he had surely coached my father because he was so good at whatever he was doing.

Despite his age, he still looks fit and healthy more than his agemates and some younger ones.

I have always loved how he does practice his moves like a knight on dark nights.

Today is the day that he has decided to assist me in my martial skills.

I lied to him that I needed to know how to defend myself since I am yet to receive my wolf.

He had no choice but to believe. Besides, he doesn't know that I have a wolf, and being out here needs me to be strong in case of any attack, especially rogues.

Turning around with a proud chest, he winked at me when gesturing that I tied up my clothes.

I tied my waist and he motioned for me to step forward