Chapter 22. The Rage Within

Issahil's POV

Growling I charged at my father but he easily dodged and I ended up falling on the grass, bruising my elbow.

“Again!” He ordered and I jumped up to my feet, ignoring the burning pain of my bruise. 

I closed my eyes, and drew a sharp breath. We circled each other cautiously and then I charged towards him. 

Surprisingly, I got him this time, my claws grazing his arm, and then I noticed his expression. He seemed distracted and hadn't even seemed to notice the graze on his arm.

“Father!” I called and his head turned sharply to look at me.

“Is everything okay?” I asked, overwhelmed with concern. 

He gave me a smile that wasn't at all reassuring,  and then turned to the forest behind us. “Hudson!”

Hudson appeared immediately and came to join us. “I have to go do something. Spar with her and don't go easy on her.”

He was leaving again. I passed him a worried glance. Something was defini