Aimee's POV
The sound of my breath was steady and rhythmic as I moved through the training exercises, each step deliberate and controlled. The pack's training ground was a large open space surrounded by towering pines, the air crisp and invigorating. Around me, other pack members were engaged in their own exercises, some sparring, others practicing forms. But my focus was solely on the connection between myself and Layla, my wolf.
After our confrontation with Emily, I realized that my abilities were still unrefined, unpredictable. The memory of that battle lingered, a reminder of how close we had come to defeat. If I wanted to protect my pack, I needed to gain full control over my powers. That's why I found myself here every morning, pushing myself beyond my limits.
