Chapter Eleven
Terrence
I was just returning from my run when I sensed someone half a mile from our training grounds. I made a turn and went to the direction of the movements. When I got closer, I realized who it was.
Timothee.
I didn't know what had gotten into me, but instead of heading back to the pack house as I intended to do so in the first place, I decided to watch the insolent mutt a few yards from where he was.
Timothee was in the middle of a small clearing, barefooted, and half naked. I could have picked a better timing than running into this kind of scene.
Fuck!
With all the strength I had, I held Duke back from coming out. I watched as Timothee moved so swiftly with what I recognized as nunchucks. I have never used one but I could tell they're not an easy weapon to ma
