I SAW MY TEAM MATES occasionally over the course of the day, but we never came close enough to speak to each other. Instead, we passed by from a distance, the endless tour no less restraining than being locked in the barracks had been.
But at least there were snacks, which kept my wolf happy. Well, that’s not quite true. When we walked in the door of the gymnasium at the same moment Tank walked out of it, my wolf nearly broke free of our civilized behavior and pushed me after him.
Smells like strength, she prodded. Safety. Home.
Quiet, I responded, even though she was right.
“So that’s why you wouldn’t dine with my brother,” Jasmine observed, drawing me back to the present. I tensed, expecting a jibe at Tank’s ugliness. Instead, she added: “I can see why.”
“You think Tank’s attractive
