NATALIA
“Any news?” Ivy approached me while I was busy organizing for the later oath-taking for the pack’s new warriors. The official training usually lasts two rigorous years, and then they are officially part of our first defense.
“News about what?” I asked, though I already knew what she wanted to know about.
Ivy frowned a bit at my denial, “Oh c’mon Nat. You know what I’m talking about. That b***h Lore-” She couldn’t continue with her cursing as I covered her mouth.
“Don’t speak about that here. Someone might hear you.” I scolded her only because she was too loud, and I knew that she wouldn’t stop talking once she started.
She removed my hand from her mouth, “Okay fine. She who must not be named. What are you going to do about her?”
I raised a brow. I understand her concern, but
