Serena’s PoV

It was pretty early in the morning and the sun rose behind the main training grounds. From where I was perched above, I could see the young wolves fighting and running around as Caden supervised them. His orders were precise but motivating and he seemed quiet but authoritative.

Every day, he trained them relentlessly. I couldn’t help but wonder why he pushed them so hard. Surely, we had enough seasoned warriors to hold the borders and defend the pack. These young ones—barely teenagers, deserved a chance to enjoy their youth.

Once the session ended, I made my way down the hill to where Caden was standing and wiping...