The following morning, I returned with Magnus, Damien, and Xavier to the Moonlit Pack. Damien and Xavier soon bade their farewell. Alpha and Beta works, they said.
As Magnus and I approached the training grounds, it was clear that something had changed. Warriors were gathered, already deep into their drills. The sound of feet hitting the dirt, bodies colliding, and commands being shouted filled the crisp morning air.
Magnus, wearing his training gear, stretched his muscles, his eyes fixed on the group. "Looks like they've started without me," he teased, flashing me a quick grin before jogging over to join them.
I stayed behind at the edge of the grounds, watching as Magnus immediately slipped into the rhythm of the drills. His movements were swift and graceful. I couldn't help but be mesmerized by the fluidity in the way he fought. He was clearly in his element.
