Olive - POV
The sun cast a golden hue over the training field behind the packhouse. My body moved with a rhythm I hadn’t known I possessed,each strike, dodge, and spin felt fluid, empowered. Ryker, the newly appointed Gamma, blocked my attack with a sharp grin.
“You’re getting stronger every day,” he said, breathless.
“I think you’re just going easy on me,” I laughed, twisting around and pinning him flat against the training mat.
That’s when Elan, the new Delta, chuckled. “No one’s going easy on you, Luna. You’re just getting deadly.”
They had been chosen to replace BJ and Ryan, two wolves who were executed for what they did to me on the cliff. Ryker had long black hair pulled into a bun, his dark skin shining with sweat and eyes as sharp as a hawk’s. Elan, a stoic and broad-shouldere
