Chapter 7. Spoiled Brat

Exhausted from spoiling myself, I arrived at the Cantavalle Estate, hearing some grunts from the training grounds.

"You can go ahead," I told Anita.

"Yes, my lady." She curtsied before me while the butlers took the stuff I purchased in the town.

I took my strides toward the training grounds and saw Ingram having some vigorous sword and agility training along with his henchmen arranged by Papa. It felt nostalgic that I got to see this again.

I regressed two years ago. I confirmed it when I woke up after Eric and Jude told me I had slaughtered Hudson Roly, the Alpha of the Dusk Moon pack. It meant that I was 24 right now and would be turning 25 soon. Ingram, however, the last time I knew, he was 15. He was probably 13 this time around.

"Impressive," I said and clapped my hands as soon as Ingram finished his training.

Ingram gasped and turned his head in my direction. "Domi!" he called happily.

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