XAVI
I stood on the patio, looking at the men training in the yard. The war was upon us, and we needed to be alert and strong. I watched the men with my arms folded across my chest, but my thoughts were running wild. I was fuming, and despite my calm appearance, I was a raging storm inside. The rejection from that slave last night still rankled me. She had rejected me three straight times and once in public. Who does she think she is?
I know this won't help our pack. The human slave should be less of my worries right now. I had more important things like overseeing the warriors and preparing them for the war, but I can't seem to get my head off that human slave. She was occupying most of my thoughts. Just yesterday, I received the news of some movements around the border and my men pic
