Leukos
“Give it up,” pleaded Talon, falling to the floor and panting. His face was red and covered in sweat after hours of training under the sun. He was breathing through his open mouth and squinting at me, “whatever it’s happening between you two is affecting the entire camp. I’m serious, I hate you.”
“You don’t hate me,” I fought back with a frown and Talon laughed.
“You are funny,” he gave me a fake laugh and turned serious right back, “I do hate you. My brother has been angry at everyone and everything since you started sleeping in a separate tent. And yes, before you ask its public knowledge that you moved to Taga’s tent against the Wolf’s wishes. At times I think you have masochist Instincts. Isn’t it hurting you and the baby to be away from your Alpha?”
I sighed
