VALENCIA'S POV
I walked to the so-called training fields and looked at all the weapons displayed, scoffing when my favorite bow and arrow were absent.
"Did you not hear my choice of weapon?" I asked Carl who was responsible for arranging things.
The man turned to look at me before taking a deep breath and looking behind me at someone.
'He indeed heard your choice. It was me who denied it," Uncle Jonathan walked ahead.
I furrowed my brows.
"Reason?"
"It's a close-range fight, Valencia. Do you think you will be able to counter the guards with bows and arrows? Think carefully," He said.
I had thought it through. It wasn't hard for me to tackle these guards with bows and arrows. I have practiced a lot for it.
Though my practice was always about taking revenge on Alpha Tyler and destroying the Hazel Moon pack, that didn't mean I wasn't serious about this training.
However, I didn't want to argue with him.
