Steady wafts of air puffed from Neaveh’s mouth as she bent over and grabbed her knees, catching her breath. Levi panted lightly beside her, arms resting behind his head, training his breath to calm. They were nearly through their seventh mile when Ofa had tossed herself on a grassy knoll near the lake’s shore declaring their morning run to be over.
Since Ofa had moved in with Gamma Rhys, they had found a mutual place for physical training in the countryside between Claremont in Esher and the Shere Wood pack house amongst the grazing cows and geese gaggles.
With her arms draped over her eyes, Ofa blocked out the dawning sun peaking over the horizon as she sucked air. “s**t, I think I ate too many cookies last night.”
Levi smirked while still catching his breath, “You
