“Now that’s how you fight, Luna Evadne.” Beta Caesar praised as soon as I held my ground, my breath caught.

“That sparring fucking warmed my bones!” I replied, laughing like I hadn’t almost broken my arm.

A female laugh echoed from behind me, accompanied by a series of clapping. “So glad you’re now confident with your strength, Luna.” Beta Geneva also winked.

My cheeks heated, not because of the two Betas' compliments but because I am now content in my stay here in the Night Blood Pack that my body now adjusts to the cold and relishes it.

That's my routine every morning since then: I train with Beta Caesar,...