Chapter 391

Slate's POV

"You do not carry yourself like that when you throw a punch," my father said seriously.

"Forget it; what's the use of training now?" I answered seriously.

"Son, that's your problem. You always say this and give up so easily," he said with a concerned expression on his face.

"That's because I am weak, weaker than all the she-wolves in this pack," I answered sadly.

"Son, you are not weak