Patrice
Three days had passed since Zane had been punished and all she’d done was train in hand to hand and escrima sticks, run laps around the pack or the training ground. Not once had Ollie come by and watched the training or even been seen prowling around as though he was looking for an opportunity to see her.
She was, she thought, right about him not being happy about Zane being formally punished by herself. Even when she saw him in passing, he didn’t smile at her, and she had the feeling he no longer wanted anything to do with the King’s Eyes or herself, so she’d turned to training all day every day, it hadn't gone unnoticed by the troop.
None of the troop stopped her, and most would just step up and train with her when one stepped away, or two or three of them would go running wit
