Seventy

"Again."

I fall back to the ground, my chest pumping hard from exhaustion.

I trained my magic with Boran but nothing intense when being taught demon magic with my Dad.

Boran only trained me some essential healing magic from his hometown and had it easy.

Whereas with Dad, after thirty minutes of training, he made me do so many things all at once, and some of his teachings were something I never knew existed.

Is this how demons are trained?

"Again, Lippy."

I raised my hand. "Give me a minute."

"It's only half an hour, and already worn out. You aren't building much stamina," Dad says as he scolds.

"I defeat a psycho she-wolf and narcissistic demons. I have stamina." I told my Dad everything about me. I told him how I found Saye and Arlo locked up by some priest and told him about being a guardian of a werejaguar, a dire wolf, and a teenage ogre. I even told him about my life in the Blue Moon pack, the good times, not the bad ones. I don't want him to head over there and destroy t