Roxy
My legs ached with every pounding step against the ground, and my chest tightened more with each breath. Part of it was from running at full speed, but most of it was the sharp, unrelenting pain in my heart, as if it had been pierced by a silver dagger coated in wolfsbane.
I was getting closer to the large training grounds, where I sensed the wolves had gathered. Silently, I prayed that nothing had started yet. The sound of footsteps behind me told me Ryan was still trying to catch up, though he was a few meters behind and clearly struggling to keep pace. There was no way I was slowing down now.
Relief washed over me like a wave when I saw there were no bodies, no fighting, and no blood—yet. Ace had gathered a large number of his pack in such a short time, and they were already pos
