Zora
I left my first new training session with Valentin in a s**t mood.
I was annoyed to no end that I couldn’t make myself shift in front of Thorne. f*****g dickwad would probably hold that over me. But, Mona was even more pissed.
I don’t understand, she spat in the back of my mind, pacing. He’s not even our mate anymore. Why does he have this hold over us?
Hell, if I know, I grumbled back. I looked down at my hand and focused on the feeling of dirt under my paws. My hand immediate shifted into a paw, fur sprouting from my skin down to my elbow. With a clench of my fist, I was fully human again.
I don’t get it either, I mused as I left the locker room. I was back in my day clothes post-training and had about an hour until my first class. My curls were wet and pinned back in a braid
