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He added, sounding like a mafia boss. “What if I can't?” I asked, knowing nobody would believe anything I say including my own father. He looked puzzled. “You should or you won't be at peace” he said. He chuckled and added. “Listen kid, everyone has a weak point where it hurts so bad.” But then realization hit me when he said those words, 'Weakness'. He turned around trying to take a step, but I stopped him subconsciously. “Will you be my groom, then?”

When they finish the list, the head trainer gives each of us a slip of paper — our performance profile. I unfold mine immediately. Performance Assessment – Cadet Lyra Weston Rank: 14 / 20 Primary Strengths: – Exceptional speed and cardiovascular endurance – High physical resilience; rapid recovery rates – Strong spatial awareness during movement drills Primary Weaknesses: 1. Noncompliance with Superior Instruction Recorded incident: Refusal to shift during mandatory pack-run exercise. Cadet demonstrated deliberate disobedience, compromising unit cohesion. Insufficient Team Integration Cadet displayed minimal engagement with fellow trainees. Limited verbal coordination and lack of cooperative

“All your paperwork is on your desk. Maybe you should stop wasting time trying to tell me to do my job faster and actually step up and do yours.” “I would have the time to do mine if you did yours correctly!” “You want to fight, Silas? Because we can fight. We can take this out back. I’d be happy to show you how much I could not only hold my own, but protect the people who are important to me. I don’t need to overcompensate for my weaknesses.” Snorting, I shook my head. “You shouldn’t be so happy to say that you have weaknesses.” “If I don’t accept that I have them, how can I be better? How can I know where I need help if I don’t acknowledge them? I’m not all powerful, Silas. Neither are you

Weakness is something that I'm not supposed to have. The only person who's ever seen me break down is Emma and she just barely saw me. I'd snuck into the bathroom before she could really see tears rolling. Not even my therapist has seen me break down. Just me and my mirror. I'm definitely an ugly crier. 100%. I learned that weakness and to show any signs of it equals someone else having leverage on me. I will never be a victim again. It's too bad that mindset makes me murderous. Homicidal, whatever.

How should I start writing. "Hey Diary, Here comes another day of my so-called Regular Boring College Life. Or I shouldn't say it boring as it was full of nonsense. All the people I know here, are shitty. But, all this nonsense can't help me forget about my Unknown Hero. How can I forget him? He has something super natural in him.

After all, we all have weaknesses. She lets out a breath, then looks me straight in the eye. - What's yours? I smile, but this time without humor. - That's beside the point. Forgive me for the misplacement. When I said “we”, I meant “you”. The rejects, the strays... it's you who have weaknesses. I'm an Alpha. I have everything I need and if I want something else, I take it. I have no weaknesses. She watches me in silence.

No matter how many times I tried to convince myself, Jessica was telling the truth. I'm weak. No words can be used to deny that I'm powerless. An epic failure. Even though my dad, Gina, Axel, and the druids try to sugarcoat it, the fact remains that I'm weak, but I won't let her win, no matter what. “You're right, Jessica. I might not be physically strong, but I have other strengths that I will bring to the table. Strength isn't just about muscles and lifting stones. It's about resilience, intelligence, and the ability to adapt. And trust me, I have those in abundance.”

“I told you before we started, you were the one who bragged that your wolf mind could crack it in one day.” “I will crack it!” Paige snaps, pointing his spoon at me. “I am going to find your biggest weakness!” “My weakness, huh…” I say, and I stop to think for a short moment. Suddenly, a very soft and beautiful face flashes inside my mind, staying right there where I can see it. “I really do have one.” Paige instantly leans his whole body over the table to get closer to me. “What is your weakness? Give me a small hint right now!”

She continued. “Perfect interpretation, Mrs. Poppins.” I agreed, despite the fact that I meant things literally. Mrs. Poppins glanced down at her clipboard, unfazed. “Now, tell me, what is your weakness?” I put my hands under my chin as I pretended to think. “Well, I have a bad habit of finishing what I started, and I hate it when I lose my target.” Especially when they are not in the same league. I wanted to add. I’m starting to feel impatient with all of these questions!

she says, suddenly focusing solely on me, "Tell me all about you, I’m dying to know. Age, abilities, strengths and weaknesses.” My dad smiles at her like he finds her sooo cute. "Uh, uhm... I'm twenty-four. And that's about it," I murmur, moving my food around, "Abilities? I don't really have any. Strengths? Don't have any. Weakness? A lot of them. Most recently, getting kidnapped. I made it very easy for them, I’m still embarrassed by that." Rose face scrunches up in dislike and my stomach burns in embarrassment and shame, but I had to be honest.