Chapter 237

Sienna’s POV

To be honest, my sister does not train like a wolf. That is the first thing I learned about her.

Something about wolves is that we breathe, take easier techniques and mostly work on stance.

Selene does none of that. She throws a knife at my head. I yelp and drop so fast my feet tangle together. I fall backward onto the dirt with a very undignified thud, leaves crunching under my back.

The knife flies past my ear.

Thunk!. It buries itself deep into the tree behind me.

For a second I just lie there, staring at the sky through the branches overhead. My heart is pounding like it is trying to escape my chest.

Selene walks over calmly. Her silver hair glints faintly under the morning light, the strands moving softly in the breeze like threads of pale metal. Her grey eyes are completely locked on mine as she studies me from above.

She tilts her head slightly. “You’re slow.”

I push myself up onto my elbows and