Chapter 39.

Calista POV.

We have been training for the past few days. Fenrir’s methods have improved, but he is still brutal. Pair that with both Theo and Titus. Goddess, just kill me. They are all ruthless and lethal. As night descends, we are all eating and laughing around the tables in the dining room. Moral is high even though we face certain death.

My mates are finally starting to be in good spirits. The training we have gone through has helped us turn our grief in to power and we have become stronger even if rage, anger, hurt, and betrayal fuels it.

Looking around the room, I wished Gaia was here. Her smile lit up every room, even her evil grin always held a promise of what was to come. I miss her so much. My chest aches whenever I think about her, but I know she is in a better place. We need to finish this for her.

The local Alpha’s have all arrived with their best warriors and that was Dahlia’s doing. She arranged so much to win this fight, and without her and her connections, we would be