THE SKY WAS A SAPPHIRE BRINE SPLATTERED WITH FEATHERY WHITE CLOUDS, and the sunbeams radiated brilliantly on the eastern land, particularly the Blood Moon pack, heightening the mood of every shifter prowling around it.
The weather was ideal for outdoor activities; ergo Venom organized a new level of combat training for the pack warriors.
"Get the fuck up!" Wearing an impassive expression, he barked to his trainees, who were on the ground clutching the parts of their bodies that had been injured during the early brutal activity.
He could still recognize the brave shitheads who had attacked him in the forest and brought him to the detention unit. He'd been awake all night thinking about what he could do to those rascals.
They must have known better than to mess with an alpha blood.
"Fall in!" Venom commanded in a louder and thicker voice, taking gradual strides in front of them.
In the blink of an eye, the trainees obtained perfect alignment amidst their affli
