Reeva POV
I run towards the training grounds with Wyatt on my heels. The rogues never made it into Redbeech, but I will only be satisfied that Hayden is unharmed once I see him.
As soon as we cross the training boundary, I slow down and run to the bench where I left my clothes. I shift back into human form and immediately reach for my shirt.
“Nice place,” Wyatt mutters, shifting next to me, and I promptly realise the inconvenient fact that he is not wearing a single thing. Not that this is new to me, Wyatt and I had fought side by side for years, and I have seen it all before. “You know, for a pack that prides itself on discipline, you’d think they’d keep emergency clothes around.”
“I’m not here long enough to know where they keep the emergency clothes,” I reply, putting on my pants. “
