บท 21: Training a Lycan Army

The sun hadn't even peeked over the horizon when Wald shook Madison awake. She blinked groggily, her body still aching from their discoveries in the Supreme Lycan's secret chamber. The blood pact they'd made still tingled on her palm, a constant reminder of the bond they now shared.

"Get up," Wald said, his voice a low rumble. "We've got work to do."

Madison groaned but obeyed, pulling on the simple tunic and breeches Wald had provided. They were a far cry from the maid's uniform she'd grown accustomed to, but infinitely more practical for what lay ahead.

They wolfed down a quick breakfast of raw meat and berries - Wald insisting it would fuel their bodies better than cooked food. Then, they were off, slipping through the castle's secret passages to avoid the prying eyes of potential spies.