As Wolves

Damon and the men took the whole day come morning for physical training. Whatever the night brings, they have to be physically prepared for it. Last night was a test, to start the initiation with a blast, as what Marion said during their breakfast. However, there’s no assurance that the second one would be better than the last.

There’s no sure thing about being a neophyte. To a pack no one knows about. Until now.

Marion let them use the Virgo’s training grounds, which is a plus. However, unlike in the white wolves’ camp, the Virgo only have limited weapons to train with. Most of them were made with wood and rusty metals. Being this far from the city, no wonder they have no suitable things for training.

“Even their arrows are too old. Look at this. If you hit someone with this, it wouldn’t be the impact that would kill him, it would be the infection. Looks like they just washed this after using it. Guess on how many people this single arrow has killed?” – Ashed mentioned, waving the