After our run, we retook our positions and when Wyatt called for his Beta, Kyle (finally I know his name!), forward to demonstrate some defensive positions, as Wyatt came to stand next to me. As I looked out into the crowd I saw looks of curiosity, envy but also hate....? How, why would they hate me? I thought I was going mad but as I continued to search the crowd I found at least six expressions all the same. The she-wolves were looking as if I had just slapped them across the face..... then it dawned on me. I sighed heavily before leaning towards Wyatt. “Judah spent time here, didn’t he?”. Wyatt looked surprised but nodded “yeah... about six months back when he was still training, why?”. I groaned “you know some wolves relax with a beer, others with a run or a hot shower, but no, my mate
