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Chapter 11: Where the Whispering Starts

Author: Valencia Robertson
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-08 00:38:47

[RHIANNON]

Morning came too soon.

I'd barely slept, my mind replaying that surge of emotion from Kael over and over. Nyx had stayed silent through most of the night, which worried me more than her usual commentary.

The training grounds felt different today. Quieter. Fewer wolves. And the ones who were there kept glancing at me with expressions I couldn't read.

I went through my forms anyway, ignoring the attention. The weighted gauntlets felt familiar now, almost comfortable. My body had adapted to the punishment I'd been putting it through.

"You're getting better."

I spun around. Emrys stood a few feet away, arms crossed, observant eyes tracking my movements.

"Didn't mean to startle you." He moved closer, expression neutral but not unkind. "Your footwork's improved. Whoever taught you the basics did a decent job."

"I taught myself." The admission came out defensive.

"Even more impressive then." He picked up a practice staff. "Want a partner?"

I hesitated. Emrys was Kael's Beta. Secon
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