Malakar's POV.
"She's a real natural."
Lucian's voice comes from the treeline behind me. He steps up next to me and causally folds his arms over his chest. I turn my head slightly to acknowledge his presence before returning my attention to the clearing ahead. Most of the wolves are out there today, training - preparing for the war that's coming. Some of them are in their human form, others have shifted. Bodies fly through the air and collide with the earth in a flurry of dust and soil. Fists and claws make contact with earth-shattering force - some of them are bleeding, all of them are drenched in sweat. The training is intense, more intense than anything any of us have ever experienced, but it has to be because we're getting ready for a fight far worse than any of us have ever experienced. We have to be ready.
And in the middle of all the chaos - Hope and Sarah - going at it like two natural-born fighters. Both of them skilled, both of them determined. Neither one of them willing to
