Blakely’s POV
I walk alongside Jake’s mother, Angie, as we follow Harriet down a narrow gravel path into the nearby woods.
“How did your first training as the new beta go?” Angie asks as we wind through the trees.
I feel my cheeks turn pink as I avoid her eyes. Can she tell what I was just doing with her son?
“Uh, it was okay.” I lift a shoulder casually.
“I heard you are a great fighter. Just goes to show.” She squeezes my arm and smiles. “Size doesn’t always matter.”
I give her a small smile in return.
Harriet sits down on a large, white wooden bench beside the path. Angie and I sit on a matching one across from her.
Angie grabs my hands and turns to look at me, so I look back at her in slight confusion as she looks hard into my eyes.
She smiles. “You have your mother’s eye
