Emma

In the following weeks, I alternated between training and helping to run the pack whenever I could. My father had been blocking my attempts to assist in the pack, even though I'd been handling everything for years while he partied. He even locked me out of my office! He was such a petty man, and I so wish to kick his ass. Although Emrys and Charles were training me, I still wasn't very skilled at fighting.

After we finished today's training, Tatiana came to our suite. She hadn't left and had been given a room across from ours. "You look exhausted, Emma," she said, throwing herself onto the bed...