Davyna's POVI huff and puff as I try to catch my breath. It's been a week now since I've been here, and I've finished my physical training, but now Diaz has me working on switching between my vampire, hybrid, and werewolf states without needing to pause, and it's exhausting. I've been at it for what feels like ages, and my frustration has been getting the best of me.I can't say I'm disappointed, though. I feel stronger, I look stronger. I've built more muscle then I thought I ever could. I'm a lean, toned machine. Diaz says I am lethal, and he's not mistaken. I've taken down every challenge he has thrown at me physically. Between hand-to-hand and even with weapons, I am unbeaten with the other warriors.These switches are becoming a pain in my ass though. My hybrid state is proving to be the most difficult. It's an insane amount of raw power and there has been moments where I have almost lost it completely. I've held on, but it scares me that I'm still close to losing

Vincent's POVNow back at the residences, I watch as Marcella is trimming Davyna's hair to be more even, as her chosen method of cutting it didn't leave it looking the greatest. She had approached Caleb and l and had embraced us tightly and told us she was okay and that Diar' methods had helped her get her head on straight.Her feelings through the bond reflected that and it was almost as if her coming to terms with what happened had healed the ache in her heart that was always present in the background. Caleb and I had discussed how we were going to help her with this in the past, but I now realize it was something she had to do on her own.The whole tribe is here. Sage sits on the floor working on partially shifting her hands, Caleb is sitting on the couch with me as I skim a book and he works on some emails on his phone. Davyna is sitting in a dining chair near the back of the room with Marcella behind her as she, continues to tidy up her hair. The sound of the scisso