The sound of bodies hitting the ground echoed across the training field—sharp, rhythmic, unrelenting. Julian moved through his men like a storm given form, every strike clean and precise, but there was something off in his rhythm. Too much force. Too little restraint.
Jace ducked a blow from one of the warriors before slamming the man to the ground, glancing over just in time to see Julian send another sprawling across the dirt with a vicious kick. “You planning on leaving any of them alive?” He called out—breathless, but half-amused.
Julian didn’t answer. His eyes were dark, movements too sharp. Another warrior hit the dirt with a strangled gasp.
“Again,” he barked, his voice slicing through the air like a blade.
The seasoned warriors exchanged wary glances but obeyed. None dared question him. They reset their stances and circled in once more.
Julian met their charge head-on, his strikes a blur, strength barely reined in. The wolf inside him prowled just beneath the surface, restless, hungry for release.
He caught an opponent’s arm, twisted, and swept his legs out from under him with brutal efficiency. The soldier hit the ground again—harder this time. Julian didn’t even flinch.
“Again,” he snapped.
“Alpha,” Jace said finally, tone calm but firm. “You keep this up, they’ll be crawling to the infirmary.”
Julian ignored him, wiping sweat from his brow, chest heaving. “They need to be stronger. Everyone up. Again!”
The warriors scrambled to their feet, panting, sweat slicking their skin. No one dared speak. The Alpha was in one of his moods—wound tight, silent, dangerous.
“Julian.”
The single word cut through the noise like a command from the heavens.
Julian stilled instantly, muscles coiling as he turned toward the voice.
His father, former Alpha James Hale, stood at the far edge of the grounds—hands clasped neatly behind his back, posture immaculate. The faint breeze caught the silver in his dark hair, but it was his eyes—sharp, assessing, impossible to read—that silenced everyone.
“Dismiss your men,” James said, voice calm but leaving no room for argument.

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