The walk to the training grounds doesn’t take long. All it takes is one long look from me to realize I’m out of my element.

Wolves run throughout the space, paired with humans that I know aren’t human. Everyone is wearing gym clothes, at least, those who are dressed are. There are bare chests and midriffs everywhere.

“This is where we train,” Damian says proudly before looking off to the side at a door along the side of the mansion. “There is the work out equipment. It’s right ...