The Luna Reborn: Surviving As The FL In A Werewolf Romance
“Training. You’ve been… off lately.”
Off, yeah. Like off my rocker.
Now, we all know training is code for, it basically means “we’re going to spar until all the main characters are sweaty enough to make fanfic readers drool, glistening muscles and all.” We know that because the books usually go into very vivid detail, but calm your tits, nothing like that is going to happen this time... hopefully.
Sigh. Someone get me out of here.
That night, the training ground was empty except for us. Kieran tossed me a wooden sword, saying. “Show me what you’ve got.” Maybe he was hoping he'd figure out what was going on with me, especially since the pack healer hadn’t had any luck.