Mish's POV
The she-wolves are obviously nervous, the four intimidating wolves behind me not helping matters. But it is also obvious they trust Dylan, the group almost hiding behind him as one among the group grips his hand so tightly its almost white.
I look back over my shoulder, all four wolves taking the hint and a few steps back before I step forward to quietly introduce myself.
We aren't here for pack politics, we're here for their training, their safety.
I break the ice with some demonstration, taking slight pleasure as I toss Jiren back and forth, the wolf knowing exactly what I'm doing but playing along all the same.
It seems to work as the group spreads out from behind Dylan to get a better look, a brave few even asking questions.
Penny, the she-wolf gripping Dylan's hand ev
