Chapter 48

• KNOX
• The afternoon sun beats down on the training grounds as I watch Aubrey demonstrate defensive maneuvers to a group of eager young wolves. Sweat glistens on her brow, but her movements remain fluid and precise—every block, every counter-attack executed with the skill that first caught my attention weeks ago. The children hang on her every word, their faces bright with admiration and determination.
• "Remember," she calls out, adjusting a boy's stance with gentle hands, "your size is an advantage, not a weakness. You're faster, more agile. Use that."