Otis's POV

 

After leaving the restaurant, I went straight to the training ground.

 

I left all those thoughts in my mind behind, and I used all my strength to hit the sandbags, recalling the techniques that Marsh had taught me inside my head, trying to make my fighting skills even more profound.

 

I had to make myself stronger faster to be able to reach the standard of the next fight and make Conrad see me again.

 

At this time the murmur of some young wolves next to me reached my ears.

 

"Did you hear that Alpha Canard. About to make Flona the Luna of our wolf pack!"

 

"What's so unusual...