CHAPTER Twelve

Lucien’s POV

The training field reeked of sweat and blood.

Steel clashed. Dirt sprayed. My warriors circled me like vultures waiting to strike.

“Again,” I growled.

They hesitated.

I could see it, the fear behind their eyes. The hesitation that wasn’t there before.

My wolf, Rheon, growled inside me. You’re losing control.

“Shut up.” I blocked a hit, twisted, slammed my opponent into the dirt. Too hard.

The crack echoed across the field.

The warrior didn’t get ...