The next two weeks were a blur of preparation and training, every able-bodied wolf in The Nightshade pushed themselves to their limits, knowing that Victor's attack could come at any moment.
Drake intensified combat training, running sessions from dawn until dusk. I trained harder than anyone, knowing I'll likely be Victor's primary target. My skills improved dramatically, I could now hold my own against most of the pack's warriors, and my Silver Moon abilities gave me an edge that surprised even Drake.
"You're thinking like a warrior now," he said after I successfully taken down three opponents in rapid succession during a group exercise. "Not just reacting, but anticipating. Planning your attacks."
