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Liam's POV

Maxine's boldness had caught me off guard, but I couldn’t deny that seeing her dressed so provocatively had stirred something in me. I had to take her, and I did, more roughly than usual. The memory of her resistance, her spirit, stayed in my mind. She was becoming stronger in a way I hadn't anticipated.

Later, as I watched her unleash her anger on the punching bag, I found myself enjoying the sight. She was pouring all her frustration into each punch, and though her technique was lacking, her determination didn't go unnoticed. She didn't yet know how to attack or handle weapons properly, but her spirit was undeniable.

An idea began to form in my mind, a perfect punishment for her audacity. I smiled at the thought. She needed to learn her place, and this would be the perfect opportunity.

I called my trainer, a burly man, who had trained many of our warriors. He arrived promptly, his expression was one of respect and curiosity.

"Alpha, what can I do for you?" Derrick asked, b