Lyra's POV
My first weekend at Alpha Academy passed without incident, which caught me completely off guard.
Most of my time was spent buried in textbooks with Poppy at the academy library, followed by intense training sessions in the gymnasium. By Sunday night, I had successfully pinned Poppy to the mat twice during our sparring matches, each takedown more forceful than the last. Poppy was quick to deflate my growing confidence by pointing out that combat wasn't her strongest skill and that Xander would demolish me without breaking a sweat. Her words didn't dampen my spirits though. Just days ago, I couldn't have managed even one successful move against her.
Perhaps my dormant wolf was finally beginning to stir.
