CHAPTER 29

"You're disrespecting me, Harrison, my father shouldn't have chosen you as my personal trainer. I wonder how many of your troubles I still need to tolerate," 

"I promise to keep my mouth sealed," 

"This will be like the third promise you would be making today, and you're not even keeping them." 

"I really mean it," he muttered, and I scoffed.

We continued walking down the woods and I couldn't stop looking around, there's absolutely nothing to admire about the wounds.

It's a dangerous place for someone to roam about.

"How were you able to kill that rogue?" I suddenly asked Harrison as we approached the pack house.

"I threw a spear straight to its head, it's not my first time killing a rogue. I have killed more than twenty of them, they never seem to stop increasing. You find them mostly in the woods," he explained, and I was amazed.

"And you aren't scared at all?" I asked foolishly and he laughed.

"Of course not, I started taking training lessons when I was five and my Lycan process got completed when I attained the age of sixteen years. Occasionally, I do go into the woods and intentionally allow a rogue to run after me for hours until I get drained out and then kill it." 

"Hmmm, you must have been taking a lot of dangerous training lessons. I wonder when I will become strong like you, I am sure it will take a lot of years." I assumed.