The sky had about twenty minutes of light left before the sun set, and Gamma Rhys, with Ofa, were out using every last second of it for the evening training session with the pack warriors. As the Gammas, they were basically the war-chiefs, or policing force, of the pack. It was their responsibility to train the fighters and prepare them to protect the territory for their Alpha and Luna—in Shere Wood’s case, their Luna.
From the sidelines, Nevaeh watched her cousin specifically help her mate train the warriors in hand-to-hand combat within fighting circles. Ofa’s soft, beautiful features and unparalleled fashion sense hid a deadly Arkadían soldier, and Rhys was lucky to have been mated with someone of her ilk. With her, he had the benefit of educating his wolves with the best skil
